Up On A Star
In a world where fathers didn’t wear their capes
everywhere but home.
Stitched with the force of the blue,
blood of red,
and beliefs of the white.
In a world where mothers did
not live on the line of my doorway,
dragging poorly sewn suitcases,
spilling festering words
and empty memories.
In a world where dreams are closer
and voices are taught
to be cherished.
Selinda Lawren (she/her) is currently a freshman studying biology at SUNY Binghamton. She is passionate about poetry and the process of translating human experiences through art and language.