Sun Mother


I love when the sun soaks my skin 
she is my second mother 
I’m a house cat in a stray sunbeam and I won’t move from it all day 
face tilted up like a flower 

when I was little someone told me that my grandma was allergic to the sun-
If I was allergic to the sun I would wilt and dramatically perish in the corner, soon to be covered in dust and darkness. 

on the other side of my family 
my grandpa,
he worshiped the hot hot sun 
he would sunbathe nude everyday and sincerely believed that death valley was the eighth wonder of the world. 

during the day, laying in the sun
I can feel the water lapping at my feet and citrus stinging my lips 
but it’s just a dream for now, 
my reality is a cloudy english afternoon-
writing a poem for the sun. 
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