The pepper spray his mother bought me
Still sits
In the third purse I’ve used since him.
The blue plastic is stained by ink of twelve broken pens,
And the chain is broken.
I have no proof it even works.
But—
It is proof someone’s mother
Could have grown to love me.
Jessie Anne is a poet from Houston, Texas, currently studying theatre and psychology at Brigham Young University in Utah. Her father’s background in and love for linguistics heavily influences her poetry, as well as her lifelong love for storytelling. As a poet, she seeks to ground emotions in concrete snapshots of life.
Eunoia Review 
Really cool 😎 you tell a deep story with a few words. 👍👍