Because that is all it is. Maggie Devers I want to know your process So I can make it with youThe way you sketch until your nails are packed with graphite And your warm hands smell of wood shavings and masking tapeI could hold them to my nose and die happy
I want to know how you changeSo I can be there with you As you chop off your hairLet your eyebrows grow wilder and abandon heels for Birks. Even your feet are now free
Tell me what makes your heart growAnd mine will grow tooHow you smell the top of a baby’s head watching the sun dip over the ocean.There’s a margarita with salt in your handAnd the lime stings at your cuticle, but it’s a good hurt.
Show me the hidden parts of you So I can see all of you The way you shield yourself from criticism Even your own. How you fight for everyone But yourself. How you believe these parts are more hidden than they are.
Know I am here for the process.

More from Maggie Devers ↓

• Read my debut poetry book, For My Daughter
• Follow me on Instagram for more poetry @rembrandts.cure

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