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I Got Her

motherhood is fraught with mistakes
hanging from her charm bracelet

hourglass wrist; anchor was hooked
she’s silent as I longed for her to erupt

I needed her warm ear, not judgment
one thing I did wrong; not the worst

much later she stabbed me with her kiss
those lips left a saturated wound; grab chest

I was brave; I handed her the tray of hurt
oh how quickly, blinking tears, she apologized

I hang that memory on my high school bracelet
I tuck it away to reuse when I ostracize progeny

air punches like exhales, soft hands, soft heart
must lay out my cards - she was better than the rest

some moms are rabid, some too friendly
I found my mom just right; her sayings wrong

she advises me, “There’s more fish in the boat.”
I lay down the ace, “Yes, Mom, and they’re all dead.”

she’d fall upstairs, get blood poisoning, eventually cancer,
loved her soaps, got news from the tabloids - I got her!

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