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who has a mother?

I say, all babies
but also: boards, ships, lodes, vinegar, sourdough

I say it lightly
trying to seem witty
but I can tell it upsets you as
I hear your silence transform
on the other side of the wall

who has a mother?
all babies
and even boards & ships & lodes
& vinegar
only you were not born of a mother
you say
you were not born of a mother
you were borne on the north wind
you sigh
that’s where you come from
a wind wizard made you out of a teardrop
then sent you away

I see, I say
well who is to say
that teardrop wasn’t your mother

I bet you look just like her

I bet you cry like her



Laura Theis grew up in a place in Germany where each street bears the name of a mythical creature. Her short stories, songs, radio plays, and poetry have been broadcast and published in the UK, Germany, and the U.S. Her new work appears in The London Reader, Manawaker Studio's Flash Fiction Podcast, About Place Journal, Rise Up Review, Enchanted Conversations, Briars Lit and in print anthologies from Live Canon, Curtis Bausse, Allitera, and Three Drops Press. Laura has gained a Distinction in the Mst Creative Writing at Oxford University (Keble College) and an MA in Theatre Studies, German and American Literature, from LMU Munich.

She is the recipient of the 2017 AM Heath Prize and the 2018 Short Story Prize by Curtis Bausse, and has been shortlisted for the 2018 Yeovil Prize for Poetry, the 2018 Live Canon International Poetry Award, and the 2018 Frome Festival Short Story Competition.

Visit her website, lauratheis.weebly.com, or listen to her sing about monsters, mermaids and powerful women on badasssnowwhite.bandcamp.com

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3 Oct 2022

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