Photo by BAILEY MAHON on Unsplash
Suckle softly on the breast that feeds the rebel,
In time everything will change,
Like whiplash as you try to,
Ease the ache built into your spinal cord since,
Numbed in the womb by the broken lullaby sung only to,
Children who will grow up to never listen,
Else they see the benefit for others around.
About the Creator
Oneg In The Arctic
A queer storyteller and poet of arctic adventures, good food, identity, mental health, and more.
Co-founder of Queer Vocal Voices
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Compelling and original writing
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Comments (8)
i really loved the cadence of this one. i was drawn in by the title and pic, stayed awhile for the content. read it a few times with different rhythms and stress. it's so great.
Brilliantly expressed!!!❤️❤️💕
A powerful piece that says so much! Amazing work Oneg! 🩷
Such a poignant, well done response to the acrostic challenge.
This is very well written, nicely done.
Nicely penned and well said.
This is just absolutely amazing. Great visuals put into it.
"As you try to ease the ache built into your spinal chord." wow. This is an incredibly powerful and impactful poem, Oneg.