When the sun’s pent behind the trees, I see you at 10
prying off the bolts of your training wheels
so you could glide down the street.
The doctors said you’d never ride without them.
When the moon’s a sliver, I recall that dream I had
where I un-join my legs and hand them to you—
working nights in the hospital make you hobble.
You smile and tell me you’d prefer my arms
to push more beds down the halls.
About the Author
“This is a poem about my wife who overcame every obstacle in her way.”
Benjamin Pitts is a High School English teacher by day and a renegade poet by night. He lives in Phoenix, Arizona with his beautiful wife, Brianne and fiery 3 year old daughter, Grace. He looks forward to sharing his work with a wide audience while chipping away at his MFA and completing a poetry collection
About the Illustrator
Nika Larkina likes to draw. She lives in Ukraine and studies in the university. She hopes she`ll be a famous artist.
Spared Parts is one of the many amazing submissions we have received so far for the second edition of the literary collection The Machinery. To submit for The Machinery-Second edition, you can go here.
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