Chrysalis

This body needs oceans, or more tending to.
A boy leaves an empty bottle on a nightstand—
                  I see myself. I understand. What
a throat feels and says are two different things.
My throat feels containment but says I
                  have chosen a life now. It’s funny how close
containment lives to contentment, in sound and
in execution. A monarch is unveiling
                  a roadmap, a woman watches
inside—content. All is nature, all is place— A word
felt in the throat. For what it is, it is and
is not. It can only thrive in this vacuum. It binds now
as thickening agent, or festers as inspiration. These days
                  It’s hard to even know the difference.

Laura Faith is a writer, teacher, mother, and claircognizant empath residing in Redondo Beach, California. Her work has been featured in Narrative Magazine, Sixfold Magazine, Eunoia Review, and others. When not writing, Laura is raising her bilingual children, exploring the vegan scene in LA, healing her inner child, and forging friendships in the most unexpected ways. Her work can be found on Instagram and Facebook under @poems_by_laura.