The items you once owned, And loved, Are arrayed on the driveway, Values affixed to all their years On stickers numbered with pen. Pages once read, thumbed carefully, Will be creased by someone else. As you parcel out these pieces Of yourself, They reach untouched corners of the Earth, And you wonder about their reborn lives With others, What their stories are, Or will be, What led them here To this book, unread chapters. Will they laugh or cry At the same parts you did? How will the tales you knew Be rediscovered, Reimagined? When they walk away, You feel the umbilical cord Connecting you To these things of the past, And who you were, Seem to Break Only indefinitely; With every ties’ severance, Something new begins.
About the Poet:
Kathryn Sadakierski is a 22-year-old writer whose work has appeared in Agape Review, Capsule Stories, Ekstasis Magazine, Northern New England Review, Origami Poems Project, Poetically Magazine, Silkworm, Snapdragon: A Journal of Art and Healing, The Voices Project, Yellow Arrow Journal, and elsewhere. She collects vinyl records, vintage books, and memories, which inspire her art. She holds a B.A. and M.S. from Bay Path University.