pine by Erica Wheadon
i think I have outgrown you
like a too-tight sweater
that constricts across the chest
and scratches at my wrists.
it smells familiar - like a blanket
that once i could never part with
a comfortless reminder that
i cannot make you stretch my frame
now tall like a bunya pine
sure and steady, shedding needles like pins.
Erica is an Australian writer, editor and photographer. In 2020, she completed her Masters of Arts in Writing & Literature from Deakin University, and her work has been featured in a range of online publications, anthologies and festivals. She is an accidental poet and serial playlist creator and is currently writing her first book. www.ericawheadon.com