Amalgamation by Sophia James | One Poem Only

One Poem Only · Apr 19, 2026 · 1m

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Amalgamation

Sophia James

I walk to the top of the hill,

The Sheffield hill

That made my accent broad

My legs - wide and sturdy,

And my body - strong.

The same body

That my Mother’s Mother’s

Mother had.

The body that belongs to me,

And in it, I belong.

I stand at the top of the hill,

Held up by my legs.

I stick my belly out,

My top rides up, and I feel a breeze.

I feel the wind tickle my fingers,

I clutch the air and squeeze.

I clench the fingers

I see my Grandma in.

The fingers, my Grandma

Sees her Daughter in

The fingers…