Lessons from the Unwanted to Her Daughter

By Nafe Chanza 

Begin slowly, said your mother.

Allow a lover’s white lie to cement

between the bricks of your teeth until

your mouth resembles the house you grew up in.

When you are only left but never loved,

pretend your body is a revolving door,

a helium balloon, your legs are made of rope.

And at the intersection of background noise

and loneliness, you will be amazed with

how softly silence settles inside your skull.

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This is beautiful.

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loved this 🙂

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Great post.

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