The network of caverns inside my heart

has enough rooms for in-laws and aging parents.

Food by the foot, as we trek between

who we were, and who we are. Giving us

enough time together to turn freckles into folds

From the collection Prayer Flag PoemsPosted by kind permission of the poet.
Image by Omer Salom.

Read more of Hakim Bellamy’s Prayer Flag Poems:
#10, #11