SomeBody

Featured Artwork: Arina Tsumbaluk

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When you say “body”,

I wish our minds didn’t drift right down

To what our consciousness does 

When the lights go out

A heart,

A soul,

A place we can call home.

A casket holding 

And never letting go

A product of parents,

Nurtured with unconditional love,

And their sacrifices of everything

Bringing us to where we are. 

Compassion for when we are sick

Being there from start to finish

They cared for our body

And the life within it.

Your body is not just curves

It’s scars,

It’s joy,

It’s a life

Please be aware…

Our parents did not bring our body 

Into this world

To be used and opened,

To be discarded 

As if broken