“Growing Pains”

Bury your pain inside my womb

so I can grow

you a garden…

There’s nothing I can’t transmute;

I’m both

the muse and the artist.

Take your time; for, my patience

is honest.

Let us bloom into something regardless

of the sun and the rain

and being trampled by the heartless.

I feed you

from my unconditional harvest.

by Skukura Woods