as i grow older
emaciated
on the curb
of youth
and incertitude,
churned by the rain into unholy fragments,
a curdled
assemblage of growing pains
and the
inescapable dark
of passing time.
i taste the
rich chocolate of tomorrow
on the hard
cement –
it coats my tongue for a blissful moment
before turning to heavy wax that hardens in my throat –
a
voice lost to the passing of time.
Samantha Paige Maskell
Samantha Paige Maskell is a student
of several years and a poet of many more. Their work fiercely examines their
experiences with sexuality and mental illness, considering the details of
sapphism and depression with words of gentle discomfort and warm repose. They
published their first collection, laden
with rust, in 2017 with Createspace Independent Publishing. They are
forever grateful to their mother, their father, the friends that shaped them
and the lovers that broke them so they could put themselves back together
through words.
speaking as someone is truly is old there is also a measure of peace and grace that comes with age. it's not all downhill.
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