My Brother at 3 A.M.
BY NATALIE DIAZ
He sat cross-legged, weeping on the steps
when Mom unlocked and opened the front door.
O God, he said. O God.
Author: Anahi
The warm embrace cradled her body
to the steady tempo of the sunrise
Never a struggle,
not a single beat skipped
it seemed to come so natural to you
Clenching
As warmth beams through your eyes
Our bodies intertwine simultaneously, it feels like eternity
us two, me and you,
uninterrupted—
A garden filled with sunflowers that tickles your feet
Feels
You say you cannot handle my depression
But tell me how do you think I feel?
When you can leave whenever you please but
I am with me no matter
