pomegranate girl.

hades has tossed you up,
into the world of the living.

but you know,
i don't think you want to be here.
your mother was enough for you
years ago,
when your face was young.

but the leaves are still missing from the trees,
no one is happy to see you.
weren't you the one
they called
pomegranate girl?

the boys laughed when they
spoke of your 'fruits',
you just thought they
were angry
that you were close to death.

for whatever reasons they might have had.

your mother only looked away,
almost didn't see you.
what right do you have?
to leave me alone; lonely,
with death.
he killed your father.
everyone you used to know.

your mother is cold, dry,
like the trees missing leaves.

could you carry her with you?