for reasons

The voices in our heads have
given up forgiving
these cracked pots
lugging them around. Still,
there are alley cats
to croon to, warm
showers and wildflowers
outcompeting pavement. There
is a life I wish to
follow. Outside
some brown bird is singing
its fool heart out, and
I want its name to fall
from my mouth.

 
May Chong (@maysays on Twitter) is a Malaysian poet and speculative writer with work in The Willowherb Review, Claw & Blossom, Channel Magazine and Fantasy Magazine. Her nature-themed microchap Seed, Star, Song is available from Ghost City Press.