Chassidy Guevara Poet Kyrielle

Drought

Adoption engraved in my blood ligaments and muscles 
Broken but finding the pieces to the puzzle 
The womb chewed me and spit me out
Became forever thirsty, never recovered from the drought 

Placement was the easy part for little me
Running to find who, what I could be 
This seed found water and prayed to sprout
Became forever thirsty, never recovered from the drought 

Today I still run to search for belonging 
leaving prints in the road like a drawing 
Canvas paints what I Learned to live without 
Became forever thirsty, never recovered from the drought

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Jan Allison August 7, 2023 at 11:49 AM My mum's friend adopted 4 children, It must be hard not knowing the reasons why your parents let you go, like a missing jigsaw piece you need to find:-( hugs jan xx

Paul Bell August 7, 2023 at 11:29 AM It must be tough being adopted, there's always unanswered questions and I suppose, not the right answers. Hope the journey gets better.