Mother

Your hands, fingers long

Bones so straight, skin paper thin

Every mineral sane

Blood just like anyone

Every drop of water, sweat, cells

Complete.

Calcium like the bones you built me,

Iron your stubborn refusal to treat

Your broken mind, like

Hemoglobin pulsing,

Ready to burst, plasma healing

Even as you bite down again.

I wanted to be hydrogen

Floating

Be oxygen

You breathed.

Felt as a part of you,

Not your chromosomes,

Your DNA that feeds my psyche

I am as much a part of you

As your hands

And every memory

They've broken against.