Mom

Without you, in my life, I could do it easier,
’cause you’re the weight that keeps me going down,
and my tired arms can’t push the water aside.

I just had to go straight ahead and never turn back
’cause watching into your eyes is danger
and my body would have turned into salt.

But I’m still here, pretending it’s the way
everyone lives and every family is : you know
the truth is behind your prayers and lies.

The world in my hands

my eyes fall down to my hands and I consider how the time goes by.

it’s a habit I did not notice.

I stare at my hands like a baby, so I think the world starts from there.

I thank, I thank so much all I’ve done with my hands. Mine.