My mother and I
have similar styles.
She dons courage,
as a shield-
radiating off of her in waves,
And I am learning to be that way.
My mother and I share clothing:
alike in temperament and size.
I buy my shirts in large,
wearing the bagginess as my shield-
false fortification to my lacking fortitude.
My mother buys her shirts in medium,
refusing to over or under-sell her image-
I tend to believe
this has come to be
My mother knows how to fit into this world,
I do not.
Jocelyn Hittle is a 15-year-old amateur author from Pennsylvania. She cultivates her poetry on Instagram as well in her pioneered, Poetry-out-loud club. She enjoys writing poetry so eccentric that most people, and on occasion, even her, cannot understand it.