NaPoWriMo2020 Poem #14- My Story

 

My Story

…and when you tell my story-

the one where you cast me as the villain-

do you leave out the parts that don’t fit your script?

do you tell them of love and laughing

do you say how large a piece of heart we shared?

do you mention midnight phone calls

and the shoulder that was yours for the asking?

or will that ruin your play-

if they know you loved me as fiercely as I loved you?

you wanted to write a thriller

but wrote a tragedy instead

do they know?

 

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NaPoWriMo2020 Poem # 9: Just Fine

Poem 9 of 30

Francesco Balsamo Image
Francesco Balsamo Image

Just Fine

 

Overnight,

or was it a decade, I’m not sure

I woke to find this woman in my mirror

it took a moment to find my eyes in hers-

to find the little divot in the front tooth

where Duffy bumped my elbow hard

while I drank a bottle of coke in ’67

a glacial shapeshifting scene unfolds

foreshadowing who is to come

my fine, firm ass has given way

to a tight and toned vocabulary

rising, where my breasts once were

is a warrior who has survived

the breaking of her heart

cancer and the thousand cuts from former family

who worked hard to slice me into small pieces

they could wrap in paper napkins

and sneak into the trash-

being inedible bites to their delicate palettes-

a head of unruly root beer and whiskey hair

has become a thinner landscape

and emerging crown of silver

I don’t know this new woman

yet

or all she is capable of doing

but

I have a feeling

we’re gonna to get along

just fine