Naming the Bones

And he said to me, while curled up, head resting in the space between my clavicle, eyelashes reaching the stars, “mama, when you die I’m going to keep your skeleton. I’m going to keep it next to me when I sleep.” I kissed him gently and told him that he could be the keeper of my bones, of what will one day be left. I name them: his treasure. I name them love. I name them devotion.

Our beginnings are soft, malleable frames, dipped in fluid, an encased sanctuary. Islands afloat an embryonic sea. “You began like this”, I tell him, “I miss those moments sometimes, where you were everywhere I was. When we were one. When I knew you in such a different way” I name these bones: temporary, happiness, innocent.

Our ending is hard, frail, broken, chipped, worn. Life’s map of erosion. An artifact, a keeper of records. Full of love and laughter, of grass between your toes. Of loss and guilt, of dreams and years imprinting themselves. He is 10. He knows this. These bones. The ones that carry him, shelter him, the ones that gave birth to him.The ones that have moved and contorted, that have eyes and ears all their own. The ones that grind.The ones that can cut down and tear up. The anchors, the ones that hold, that stay, the loyal ones. I name them: a work in progress, a list of secrets, an unfinished story.

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Exquisite Flaw

Torn petals
Seeds scattered in the wind
Unfurled like a wildfire
Like burning embers

Encased in a rib cage
A burning heart
The center is dark
Complex

Broken stamen like eyelashes
Wide eyed pupil
You are imperfect

Witnessing the death as spring fades to summer
Impermanence falling gracefully
Decaying

Bright orange stripped to yellow
Letting go of the light
So much broken beauty

No one mourns the slipping petals
the scarred leaves
We revel in the moment
In the color pasted on our retinas

Nature itself is a beautiful, broken order
Beginning to end
Efficient

A single beautiful, broken poppy
Called my name
and I answered
I spoke to every exquisite flaw.