Nearby, a mother
pokes at her salad while her
sons push food around .
Non-eaters eat lunch at Panera Bread
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Nearby, a mother
pokes at her salad while her
sons push food around .
Tag Archives: family
Deciding not to go to Junior Prom
“I just want to feel
pretty,” she says through her tears.
She already is.
Out of wedlock
for S.
Without a ring she’s
uncertain, the baby no
guarantee he’ll stay.
Not in polite company
She talks of threesomes,
abortions, things her mother-
in-law would faint at.
Candid confessions of a college-aged daughter
“I’m telling you but
don’t worry, I’m fine,” she says.
I listen, but do.
Easter basket
Malted milk eggs, Peeps,
solid bunnies (eaten ears
first) hide in fake grass.
Hearing herself on CD
When her voice leaves her
body, recorded, it’s a
stranger who comes out.
Prodigal daughter
She’s coming home, train
speeding through the heartlands, back
to where we miss her.
Women artists
Hands on hip, baby,
sketchbook. Diapering, drawing,
birthing creation.
Family fight
After, we’re gentle
with each other, as if we’re
tending open wounds.
a haiku a day 