Conversation
Between a Professor and Student
Tongues
tied to trauma stick to the roofs of mouths
like
peanut butter sandwiches formed in
little
girl cheeks, where we learned to stuff it in—
not
speak.
Family
drama dug into our bellies, where bricks formed walls
mortar
glued lips—
when
we slipped
disobeyed
household rules.
Today
we talk of our mothers and their successes in neatly pressed
suits,
elegant shoes, while they jammed laws into our jaws.
Our
conversation doesn’t divide—
instead
family histories expose broken stories
of
dysfunctional relationships between mothers and their daughters.
We
spit out collections of pebbles into clear streams
to
recover from accumulated pented locked words.
Severed lips -- Macy Baisch
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