One of my favorite sayings is “Wherever you go, there you are.”


Swallowed

We were a family blended
from two families broken,
the cracks hidden quietly
behind church attendance
and family photographs.

No.

We were a family blended
from four people broken,
the crevices wide open
in silent distance
and affection withdrawn.

Correct.

They were just children
trusting their parents
to stay in the picture.
They were the ones
who fell in.




Poetry by Melinda K Zarate The PoetBay support member heart!
Written on 2026-05-27 at 20:22

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