our mother

has a grappling hook
and a coil of rope
she wears them over her shoulder
when she goes to work

she gives us fifty kisses
anchors her grappling hook off our
bedroom window and climbs
over the sill in her big
adventure boots and her black
adventure watch with a compass and she
rappels away bouncing
and gliding down the side
of the world

we look out the window
down the rope
a lot but she always
surprises us she climbs in
at night and wakes us like a moon
on fire and daddy comes in frowning with
sticking up hair he says
it’s late and it’s
a school night but he wants to
dance around her too

Nic Sebastian hails from Arlington, Virginia and travels widely. Her first collection, Forever Will End On Thursday was edited by Jill Alexander Essbaum and published by Lordly Dish Nanopress – a poetry press with a twist. Her work has appeared in Valparaiso Poetry Review, Anti-, MiPOesias, Salt River Review, Mannequin Envy, Avatar Review and elsewhere. Nic blogs at Very Like A Whale. She is building an audio anthology of her readings of contemporary poetry at Whale Sound and is the founder of Voice Alpha, a group blog focused on the art of reading poetry aloud for an audience.

* This poem is taken from Forever Will End On Thursday. It was also first published in the Salt River Review.