Before you, my days were secreted
with gloom. The unruly rituals
and trials were endlessly disappointing.
I desired desperately to spawn
life in my womb.
“It’s a girl,” said the nurse, handing me
your crying vessel. Rich and luminous
you were—my little mount of sunshine.
Wounding me slow, scarring me deeper
is knowing that I must let you fulfill
your destiny of sunning someone else’s essence.
Jocelyn Paredes is currently a sophomore studying English and creative writing at the State University of New York at Fredonia. She is an emerging poet based in New York and her passion for poetry and knowledge of the craft continues to expand on a daily basis. Currently, she adores the poets Misha Collins, Pablo Neruda, and Richard Siken.