Sunday, June 01, 2025

the damage is done

leotards and tights never fit right 

ankles too weak for point

so I sat in the hall reading, watching Mother dance 

piano, cello, flute, guitar were all fine

but non-prodigals require practice 

Mother preferred quiet

I would have gotten better in time:

but at figure eights and dance on skates

speed and hockey, I excelled

Mother didn’t want to take the time

to take me

I’m 55, Mother’s been gone nine years

and I still search for things that fit