2 poems, 1 heartbeat. One traces the compass Mom slipped beneath my ribs; the other salutes Libbs on her 1st Mother’s Day. Love moves down the line, invincible.
Tag: bad poetry
“I Love You So”
I love you so. And I was so scared you wouldn’t love me back once you believed them. Did you?
emoting into my cups, in the pantry, re. 6/15/21
Sweetie, I love you so
Dad