Summer 2015: Poetry
It's Okay To Be a Waterfall
by Darla Mottram
It’s ok to be a waterfall. It’s ok to be a third, rickety wheel. When the car pulls up, it’s ok to sink
into the pile of dirty laundry in the closet. It’s ok to talk about dinosaurs as if you were there. It’s
ok to name your pillow Mother or Sister. When you are self-contained or restless, it’s ok to try on
damages like lipsticks. It’s ok if you choose St. Germain or Heroine. It’s ok to binge watch
zombie shows. It’s ok to make a map of your scars and include no compass rose. When hunched
over the toilet peeing, it’s ok to imagine the bulge of your stomach holds a baby. It’s ok to wrap
your sorrow around a geranium. It’s ok if you lie about it or don’t.
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