NELLE 6 | 2023
I carry five hearts inside me.
Sometimes the rascals conspire between themselves
and start a ruckus
like a flock of mad clocks
turning my blood into a rain-drenched river.
The heart of a mother that is always alert.
The heart of a wife that is hot and smells good.
The heart of a daughter that I keep forgetting.
The heart of a bee that doesn't let me sit still.
The heart that speaks,
crowds out and strives to push away the rest,
like a cuckoo chick in another’s nest.