Super Short Story (63): Child
She realised that her child being hers
was increasingly being proven an illusion.
Sure, he came from her womb,
and she cared for him and nurtured him.
Not that they disowned each other,
but even the dearest is eventually distanced.
Everyone wants to become someone distinct,
and not just someone’s someone.
Then again, who can we ever be in others’ eyes,
other than related to them in some way?