“You see,” I said
“I can’t write award winning poetry
and do housework.”
And at no point
did she turn to me and say,
“You can’t write award winning poetry.”
“You see,” I said
“I can’t write award winning poetry
and do housework.”
And at no point
did she turn to me and say,
“You can’t write award winning poetry.”
an invite
a tentative knock at the door
tea and toast and tears
and all those things shared through the years
if I could I would love you more
less flexible now and yet
still we remain
intertwined