Curve curled into her curves edge bed clinging not much memory of his body other side of her sleeping mountain but a feeling, faint, that he somehow disapproved, and the one time I marched in from a nightmare and he was angled above, was she in danger, her eyes turned gentle and patient to my alarm, a reassurance, strange as it looked there was a logic to the shape they made, triangle was the word that stuck with me, she and the bedhead the right angle, he the hypotenuse and no place for this small body to fit Flame morning light peeled brutal an anger in me I didn’t know existed, her sun wide smile always cheerful in the way a child of divorce learns to be, and every day I had the choice to eat my own face or devour hers, I learned slow, almost too late, which of those was the right thing to do, gradually lowered the burning rod and stood still, flames licking, so she could show me how to step with care into a new mouth Skin my sister always knew she wanted to be a mother while I prevaricated past the bearing point, morning of her daughter’s birth I got the still dark phone call to go and be aunty for my 18 month old nephew, there she was, bare-legged, gathering items into a bag, it had all come on much quicker, maternity leave just begun, was meant to be three weeks away, the calmness of her urgency, slow moving, deep breath all that her body was holding, I slept restless and woke to a startled boy who blinked slow at this strangeness, arms up, I was okay to lift him into the day your life is about to change I informed him over Weet-Bix, those few hours he will never remember, where I held an ending and a beginning for this alien familiar who maybe smelled something of his mother in my skin Emilie Collyer Emilie Collyer lives in Australia on Wurundjeri country, where she writes poetry, plays and prose. Her writing has appeared most recently in Rabbit, Australian Poetry Journal, Witness Performance and Cordite. Award-winning plays include Contest, Dream Home and The Good Girl which was produced in New York, Hollywood and Florida. Emilie is currently undertaking a PhD in creative writing at RMIT.
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