Both Alike in Suppers
A Poem About Living
A hawk with her meal
soars above me and my net,
our suppers the same.
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Brittany Shelby-Phillips
A curious soul remarking on a human experience. 🧚🏻♀️💜
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Crossing Guard. Runner-up in Small Kindness Challenge.
A stab of pain jolts me from my sleep. I must have made some sort of noise in response because I hear my daughter and granddaughter scurrying around me, roused from whatever spot they found comfortable enough in this cramped den to finally rest. I can’t open my eyes to be sure, but I know they are hurrying to either side of my reclining chair turned deathbed. They each grab one of my hands, and even though I can't see them, I know Theresa, my sweet baby girl, is on my right, and my precious granddaughter, Brittany, is on my left. I hear her say, "We're right here, Nana. Do you need some water?" We both know she really means, “Do you want me to roll this wet sponge across your lips?” I do not know for sure how long it has been since I lost the ability to swallow, but everyone in this room knows how long a body can go without water, and I am ready but afraid.
By Brittany Shelby-Phillipsabout a year ago in Psyche
I wanted to title this something different, but worried that my chosen title might cause problems entering the United States in the future so this is the new title. It's the greatest title. No one has ever written a title better than this. (All titles unrelated to content).
Let me be honest. I am finding this difficult. Now, I like a challenge, a stretch, a bit of an obstacle course. “Write about the decline of the British Empire in the form of a narrative poem in which your protagonist is an artichoke” I read, and flex my fingers. “Write a haiku to evoke the sensation of sibilance using only the first half of the alphabet.” “Well”, I think to myself, “this should be fun.” But “write about a system that isn’t working”? A system that isn’t working? Now? In 2026? ONE system? My favourite system that isn’t working? The sexiest system that isn’t working? The one giving me the most angst day to day? The one giving me the most existential dread? I am, as I say, finding this difficult. I will own that I have contemplated writing a thousand words on why the steady “all on” setting on my fairy lights is the EIGHTH of seven options which must be sequentially activated to get there, because that is a system that some fool came up with and it definitely doesn’t work, and now who is paying the price, eh? But how can I write about my fairy lights when…. When…. When….
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