Preparing My Daughter For Rain

by Key Ballah

Even if you gathered all of the oceans into your throat, and all of the light into your hair, there would still be women who have mastered the art of stealing stars out of the sky, and hiding them in their eyes.

This body is brave even when I am not. Even when I am a puddle of sadness, this body carries the weight well, and I am no light being.

I have forgotten, after all of the heartbreak and bad decisions, to thank my heart for not giving up.