This is something I wrote at one of Rochelle’s workshops. I haven’t edited it too much and I might consider performing it. Then again, once I put it out there, I might not need to anymore. This is a delayed poem for the April 2015 A to Z Challenge.

~O~O~O~O~O~

Four years old
and learning new lessons
A lesson on violence
written in finger-shaped streaks
across my face

A lesson of searching
for thoughts that shook loose
and rolled off into corners
where I can still hear them
rattling and thudding

A lesson of displacement
of finding myself
in a different corner of the room
from where I was 10 seconds ago
of vision blurring and refocussing
seeing a different person each time, every slap

A lesson of size
Of how it comes in hugs and punches
And unbreakable grips
And grips that can break you
Of security and fear
Holding hands and holding you

A lesson of waiting
Of devouring books
in search of words to explain
Of trying to believe in
a normal where love means smiles
And home is happiness

Four years old and still learning.

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