Katie Hampton

sometimes I’m living

hour to hour

because the thought of a whole day

makes me want to crawl beneath the covers

for a decade

she shines on my face

and her moonlight

soaks through

my body

the ecstasy

of being seen

to be wise

to grow

into someone who no longer cares

what a man thinks

I dream of feeling

the sun on my face 

instead of

the tears on my cheeks 

every time a child says

they are eight

I whisper a small prayer

they will live to be nine

I miss you 

like you are dead 

I mourn you 

while you lay 

beside me 

I miss you 

like I am dead 

all I hear 

is your heartbeat 

in my mind 

your voice 

in my bones 

and feel the sun

the world

is alive

I

am alive