the day the packages came
WRITTEN BY MING MCCARTER
we emptied the trunk to collect your things
on the day the packages came
shipped as you dwelt
then delivered and cards dealt
intention hemmed into a button-up
in mints for the coffee table
on the sole of new shoes for my graduation
laced into unopened once-a-day vitamins
well, i wonder what they said to you
when they came to collect your soul
if it were an angel already laden with lives lost
or a rogue disciple on a heist
do they know what they’ve disrupted?
my beautiful pearl
but motherly oyster
i don’t know if you even wanted tomorrow
Ming has been an avid consumer of poetry and prose since she was in middle school, and she has turned to pen and paper as a resolve to articulate her experiences. She believes that journaling, recording, and capturing the essence of moments is essential to understanding who we are and how our perception develops as we grow as people. Her mission is to practice the art of poems so she can to artfully and correctly express on behalf of those who cannot.