Poems & Essays

21 Nov

The Separation Begins

General/Column 2 Responses

The separation begins,

although I suppose it began the day he broke
into his own breath and blood,

but now it is certain.

I’ve longed for the separation:
separation to sleep through the night,
separation to sip coffee in the morning,
separation to use the bathroom without company.

He tells me,
no kiss, when I leave him at preschool.
Fine, I say.
I am not hurt
I knew this was coming
I’ve longed for his bravery and courage to enter
the world without me.
But still I might cry in the car
before I turn the key to head back home without him.

 

Although Jessica Rosen is a native of the city of Chicago, she currently lives in the middle of nowhere on the Oregon Coast. She spends her time working several part-time jobs, caring for her family, and scribbling in notebooks. She has recently been published in Mothers Always Write and Mamalode.

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  1. Lorna Rose-Hahn

    November 22, 2016 at 4:20 pm

    Beautiful! It’s always so bittersweet isn’t it?

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  2. Claudia Caramiello

    December 2, 2016 at 2:34 pm

    Stunningly done. Love the last line.

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