Poem
Oh, childhood how I miss you: red fanfares in the park, clowns whose secrets nobody knew, little socks embroidered by mama; a horizon with no limits stretching his wings from my window to the sea.
I can smell you, my childhood, lemons and oranges on the old streets, sugar on my fresh lips, cranes on the top of the chimneys.
Eyes bursting in the light of traffic signals and closing at softness of the afternoon poplars.
One day, the city cried, a fresco of pain and smog, rapid steps, cars crashing, my memory arrested. I lost my way.
I write with my back to the windows, mama gone, your right hand on my shoulder. Love, I am still looking for my way.
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Gabriela Marie Milton
2022 Pushcart Prize Nominee
Publisher, Editor, Award Winning & #1 Amazon Bestselling Author
Books:
Hidden in Childhood: A Poetry Anthology (ed.), Literary Revelations, 2023
Wounds I Healed: The Poetry of Strong Women (ed.), Experiments in Fiction, 2022.
Woman: Splendor and Sorrow :I Love Poems and Poetic Prose, Vita Brevis Press, 2021.
Passions: Love Poems and Other Writings, Vita Brevis Press, 2020
