The Mother of My Children

A Story-Poem

Harley King
Jul 5, 2020 · 1 min read
Canva-Photo by Nikiko — 268709

She stands naked
at the edge of the highway
waiting for aliens
to pick her up and
fly her to another galaxy
where doctors will
stick strange instruments
in her breasts in order to
measure the thickness
of her motherly love
for children and pets.
She does not remember
the date of her own birth
or the color of her mother’s
hair. I wrap her shivering
body in a blanket and
guide her slowly to
my car…