This is the first installment in a series for the poem “Torn.”
From the moment we are conceived,
We are torn.
The very act of meiosis
Even as it builds
In an exhaustive effort to
Make us whole,
As a child, the tearing continues:
We are torn from bottle or breast
From diapers and dreams
To deliberations and decisions
From rocking in arms
To rolling in angst
As we separate
Angels from devils
Friends from betrayers
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