LITTLE MY ❋ Chanelle A Bergeron

i put my hand

on the back of your head

 

because you must rest

before your travels

 

before you leave

like a little dove

like a little dove

when the moon is hollow

 

we are sisters in the dawn

while the mist is still

lingering between branches

 

we chase water

rub our cheeks with silt

& fill our shoes with acorns

 

i call you a cocoon,

ready to unravel

you call me, bloodroot

dreaming of vascular shadows

 

put your head into my palm,

i will carry you

like a wooden boat

to the water

 

let you loose in the water

 

comb what remains of

your hair into oars &

watch as the liquid

ripples itself around you

 

we are sisters in the morning

tailbones touching

the edge of a river

hands clasped & fallow