All Nonfiction
- Bullying
- Books
- Academic
- Author Interviews
- Celebrity interviews
- College Articles
- College Essays
- Educator of the Year
- Heroes
- Interviews
- Memoir
- Personal Experience
- Sports
- Travel & Culture
All Opinions
- Bullying
- Current Events / Politics
- Discrimination
- Drugs / Alcohol / Smoking
- Entertainment / Celebrities
- Environment
- Love / Relationships
- Movies / Music / TV
- Pop Culture / Trends
- School / College
- Social Issues / Civics
- Spirituality / Religion
- Sports / Hobbies
All Hot Topics
- Bullying
- Community Service
- Environment
- Health
- Letters to the Editor
- Pride & Prejudice
- What Matters
- Back
Summer Guide
- Program Links
- Program Reviews
- Back
College Guide
- College Links
- College Reviews
- College Essays
- College Articles
- Back
On Babying Sadness
November 11, 2013
While you read as
I tried to borrow your
attention,
trees began to grow from the pages of your novel.
I made lanterns for them
out of my old dresses-
watched for hours as they
glowed in startling shades
of pink and sober kinds
of yellow.
When the flames died,
I made a cake from their
ashes, and fed it to you
with my bare hands-
hit you on the back as
you choked.
I tucked you into bed
when I finished the
washing the dishes.
You asked me to read
you a bedtime story, so
I recited Boudelaire
for you instead. I
watched as you slept,
and realized that I
had forgotten how to.
© Tabatha B., Peoria, IL
Similar Articles
Previous Next
JOIN THE DISCUSSION
This article has 0 comments.
