Poetry: “Migration” By Emma Demopoulos

It was an easy ba-da-bum joke

Not so much funny as clever

A bubble in my chest burst into a million

So they flew out my mouth like a swarm 

of butterflies, monarchs flying to the warmth

Never have I felt so light

It was one in the afternoon

And I knew the day had time for me

Something was found here

I cradled it in my hands, knowing it was real

Eyes crinkled and laugh lines drawn; I eat it up

Between my teeth, the sound wiggles out

The laugh beyond me now

It travels, finding a new home

“There you are,” my mother said. 

“I see you, finally. My baby, you are here.”