J replaced my mouse
that broke. M’s card made me cry.
Both my greatest gift.
Daughters on Mother’s Day
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J replaced my mouse
that broke. M’s card made me cry.
Both my greatest gift.
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Mother’s Day
Undercooked pancakes,
misspelled cards, weeds for flowers.
Love makes them perfect.
Random acts of afterschool kindness
M came home and washed
all the dishes in the sink
trying to be nice.
Strangers in a strange town
Our waitress admits
the town has its share of ghosts.
We sleep with lights on.
New mother
She curls around the
baby like a spiral shell
protecting its snail.
You take after your mother
My weirdness is as
apparent in my kids as
streaks in a fake tan.
Inexplicable sadness
In wordless despair
M dissolves in tears clutching
me like a life vest.
Visiting colleges
Muddy quads, walls bare
of ivy still inspire awe.
Can we get in?
Silda Wall Spitzer
Wan, pale, red-eyed, she’s
the poster wife of Wynette’s
song, “Stand By Your Man.”
Eliot Spitzer
When a righteous man
is caught with his pants down, it’s
likely he’ll get spanked.
a haiku a day 