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Gumball Machine

3 days ago
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Words spill out of my mothers mouth

Like a gumball machine

Some are soft as cotton

Others are as hard and heavy as lead


It is all she feeds me

And it is all I swallow

Year after year

She gets lighter

And I get taller


I flew across the world

Tasted all different flavors


And when I met strangers

They’d ask me

“What’s that sound”


A jingle of my belly

A rattle when I laugh 

A reminder of my home made meals


And when I see my mother again

She opens her mouth

Out falls a small shiny button

She smiles as she waits for me to swallow

It sits between us

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