Jena Malone Transformation/What a strange miracle you are. Gifting ease, hand in hand with maladies. Awkward, abrupt, abundant. You turn me into truth every time. | |
Loading Jena Malone data from Instagram. Please wait... @jenamalone : An ode to the mother I want to be as I lay on the kitchen floor dreaming of the child I had been ——— I know now why my mother woke at dawn
She was curing the darkness
With bacon and eggs
Poured puffed grains
And maple syrup
A hot plate
To fry the heat back into our hearts
She was unwrapping the day for us
The breaks in our bodies
The fear of the future
And our cowboy
inclinations to remain hard
She was preparing softness as a home
Like the womb her body prepared for her
To carry us
Slicked fingers smoothing the static of
our hair
She moved thru the kitchen
Waking up our wildness
With berries and toast
Settling our stomachs
With soft demands
To be human
The sounds of breakfast
And her hands wringing out
The towels
To allow
A fresh start