my body is laid out on the gravel like discarded trash
it’s not her fault
it never is
i can see the discomfort in her eyes
also the innocence
the difference is she will never hurt me as deliberately as others have—
her pain has been repurposed
it is a bark but never a bite
at least not toward me
all it is now
is a defense mechanism
used to scare away anyone who comes too close
indefinitely
i am my mother’s daughter
built strong from bones and sinew
pleasure and disdain and a little bit of miraculousness
i was lucky enough to be alive
born with an immense pain and sorrow
something my mother will carry with her
until she is brought back to the earth
she never meant it
it’s not her fault
it never will be
that pain—my daughter will be born with it too
and so will her daughter after me
if she is lucky my daughter
will not be born at all
just a figment of my mind’s eye
only a thought of hope and of promise that
i will never turn into the agony that
i have inherited from my mother
the pain that she inherited from my grandmother
and the countless women before her
i am curled into the comfort of familiarity
the quiet burn of an aching wound: the fetal position
my hands are weak and bloody
my knees are scarred from the roads i’ve fallen
on years before this one
i am not broken
yet fractured in different ways
i feel for the responsibility of something that isn’t mine but is at the same time
the pain and guilt of neglect on someone else’s part
i have lost friends many times
but none like have hurt like these last few blows
“hurt people hurt people” they tell me
although i’ve never inflicted it
quite like this on others can
i never will
that’s not the person i am
no matter how much pain i was born with.
cielo rodriguez.
My Birth, 1932 by Frida Kahlo
tw: gore, blood / unpleasant imagery
Ekphrastic poetry is a genre in which the author writes their poem about another piece of art, such as a painting. For this poem, I looked at the imagery used in Kahlo's work, the inspiration behind it and created a piece based off of the pain of female generational traumas.
Cielo Rodriguez is a current student at NMSU, studying Journalism and Political Science for her undergraduate degree. She enjoys writing in her spare time after editing at The Round Up. You can find more of her poetry on her Instagram @c.ielowrites.
I just wrote a "colleage" poem called "The Ais Have It" based on fragments of three poems by Ai Ogawa ("Dread", "Delusion", "The Greenwood Cycle", who was very dramatic about her conception, birth and childhood. Maybe I will read it at the poetry slam!
I just wrote a "colleage" poem called "The Ais Have It" based on fragments of three poems by Ai Ogawa ("Dread", "Delusion", "The Greenwood Cycle", who was very dramatic about her conception, birth and childhood. Maybe I will read it at the poetry slam!