is you don’t always get the
answer you expect
like when
i asked mom if i was
adopted
because my friends tend to
joke about it
and being the
confused child who
gets to think beyond
what’s there for her to think
i asked if it’s true
and you only told me that
you love me for being born
that there is this intangible
line between a mother and child
like flowers blooming
from a tree
only the fruits grew
from another’s roots
and i didn’t understand
what that meant
the thing with asking by Ada Pelonia | Sandalwood & Rose Poetry Reed Diffuser
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Ada Pelonia lives and writes in the Philippines. Her work has been nominated for Best Microfiction and appeared in HAD, Eunoia Review, Gone Lawn, The Account, Stanchion, Bending Genres, and elsewhere.
