Single Mama
By. Jenny Ravikumar
My right arm slowly goes numb
Night After Night After Night
Sleeping with a tiny drunken octopus who I love so deeply,
I fear it may kill me Watching his precious face as he falls into me
Starting alone
Both of us knowing he’ll tuck into my right arm before sunrise
Hand on my heart
Right
Over
My
Heart
Digging his tiny fingernails into my flesh, both of us begging for sleep
Day one :
His tiny body reached for mine
He slid out and up to my heart, knowing I would be his only protector
We’ve been on this journey together ever since
My left arm is bare
My ring finger has not even a trace of suntan where the promise once stood
A tinge of mixed energy and emotions
So much love and promise
Empty
Heart
Broken vows Broken heart Broken promises
Yet also broken eggshells I no longer need to walk on
Deep breaths
Strength
Yoga
Overcoming the addiction of codependency
My right hip holds my toddler perfectly
as we balance life and groceries on the way from the car
My right arm holds him at night
I am stronger now
My heart beats every day for the right side of my arm
For his heart and our new life as we explore this world together
Yet there is a hole in the left side of my heart
It heals It heals It heals
In time