Reassurance – A Poem by Brandon White

Reassurance

Oh this, 
the blessing
of little bodies
that beg to be held

of little hands 
that reach 
in the night 
for reassurance

Oh this,
our legs 
entwined beneath 
blankets and stress

our heads 
resting
on opposite ends 
of the couch

Oh this,
the twitching of toes 
says I'm needed,
and you don't know

how dark it gets
in this living room
when you go to bed early
and it's just me 

and that little voice 
that turns every 
shadow into a 
noose


-Brandon White