the transcendence commences
as the hands of my heart
pull me closer within,
a mother clutching her newborn baby.
her fingers fighting knots in my hair
like a venus flytrap’s prey
clinging to freedom,
the sting subject
to a snapping turtle’s jaw
as they pull through
and seek refuge on my side.
up and down they stroke,
painting patterns on the walls of my skin,
briefly stopping at times
to look back and admire their work.
dreams softly waiting at the departure gate
as i sink deeper into earth’s crust,
her warm grasp as shielding
as that of a mother penguin upon her eggs.
my eyes now bowling balls
as her fingertips set sail
to be the only boat at sea
on the waves of my left cheek.
brushing across stars
of my facial constellations,
her melatonin dosed hands
cast the spell of the hour
and hypnotically guide me
to sweet, tender tranquility.
Ellie Wardman is a sophomore at the University of Maryland, Baltimore County and is majoring in Psychology with a minor in Writing. Her work is set to be published in ‘Outrageous Fortune’ this Spring. Ellie’s goal in life is to work with children and to one day become a published children's book author and editor. She enjoys writing, photography, and reading in her free time.
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