How I Will Hug My Mother After the Pandemic | a poem by Eloísa Perez-Lozano

How I Will Hug My Mother After the Pandemic

I will wrap my arms
tightly around her back
and bury my face
in her collarbone
my tears quickly spilling
onto her skin.

I will sob there for a while
whole body trembling, releasing
pent-up longing to embrace
still in disbelief at the months
that have passed since I last
felt the give of her flesh.

Then I will lift my head
and let out a sigh of relief
rest my chin on her shoulder
with my ear nestled in strands
of brunette interwoven with
silver and a dash of white.

And I won’t need to say
a single word because
as always, she already
knows what I’m feeling
and my body has said
all it needed to say.

Eloísa Pérez-Lozano writes poems and essays about Mexican-American identity, motherhood, and women’s issues. She graduated from Iowa State University with a B.S. in psychology and an M.S. in journalism and mass communications. A 2016 Sundress Publications Best of the Net nominee, her work has been featured in The Texas Observer, Houston Chronicle, and Poets Reading the News, among others. She lives with her family in Houston, Texas.

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