• vivant 23w

    The Number that Wins

    I have realized
    that my portrait
    is not about the
    curve of my jaw and
    the dips to my eyes.

    It is not the
    love of my mother
    or my father or
    my siblings'
    dependence.

    It is not how
    much I devote to
    moving forward or
    how far I wish I
    could go.

    Rather, it has become
    the occupation of my
    father, the savings of
    my mother, and the things
    I have not sacrificed for.

    Sometimes, looking in
    the mirror, I wonder how
    many have realized the
    same, counting the vertebrae
    of their neck down to the second.

    ©vivant