When I look into the mirror, I can't always tell who's there. In anger, there are glimmers of my mother's eyes. In sadness, there's my father's brows, the way my cheekbones move when I awkwardly smile as him, the way my mouth curls and annoyances her. Every time I look, there is not one but many facets changing at every new angle. I am him. I am her. I am everything in between
Rocío (Ro) Christensen
@rocio · 0:21
I really, really love that opening line and the ending line, which I feel is perfect for the content of this poem. Since you're everything in between. I feel like that this poem is a great container for that as well. Structurally, it's really beautiful. Thank you so much for sharing it
Tina Jackson
@LadyTPoetry1 · 1:18
And we have so many ways that we like the same things. We think the same, we're both entrepreneurs. It's kind of scary. So in every way, I am her. So just when I say your poem louie touch my heart. Thank you
Swell Team
@Swell · 0:15
dylia hart
@hart2heart · 0:19
Thank you for sharing that with me. That transition from not being able to see yourself, your mom, and yourself to being able to see her in you is a beautiful transition
Tina Jackson
@LadyTPoetry1 · 0:35
You're welcome. I'm still emotional over that you opened up something in me and I was able to see. But we are our parents, right? Whether they're good or bad, we are them. And I just thank God that I came out strong despite everything I went through. And I thank God for you for sharing that. It's so important. The words you said, so vital