As sky meets ocean,
two worlds become acquainted;
mermaids grow celestial wings
and angels learn to dive.

My mother never
learned to trust the stories that
my Nanny read to her
at night, or imagine
a better life was waiting
beyond the stars.

We live in
a virtual reality.
Does the person you see
differ significantly
between mirror and screen?

I didn’t want to live
my life with the same burden
that she has; I severed her
roots long before they
petrified the way I see
the world.

-l.m.m. & a.v.c.