ADVICE FROM A SPIDER.

Breath hot and in full swing,
Rushing down my spine.
A spider faces the wind
His ears filled with a ring

Cradled next to my ear
Whispering in a cool
chant
You’re okay.
I can’t hear.

You need to cool down.
I am trying to listen,
I am trying to reason
Why is it so hot up there?
Stop looking up at your crown.

The eight-legged monster is right
I am overheating
I am trying to accept.
Just relax and listen
Your shoulders feel so
tight

A gust through my nose
A river out my eyes
You’re going to be okay, he says.
Then the spider hands me a
rose.

YOU DON’T HAVE TO BE A MERMAID.

 

I know that this is new,
Something unfamiliar.
But I promise not to scare you—
I won’t hold you too tightly,
Underneath the water.
I won’t wrap your face in seaweed
And make you feel like me.

I promise you can keep your legs,
If you decide you’re getting tired
We can just stay here for a while.
I’ll nurse your head, I’ll stroke your face
I’ll tread for two.

I promise not to scare you,
Because this is something new.
The waters are wide, and they are deep
But they’re not too fast,
For your little feet.