Poetry from Dan Flore III

I WISH MY STEPMOM DIDN’T HAVE MY PHONE NUMBER

on Father’s Day 

my stepmom texted me-

“I can’t believe you haven’t called your father!”

I wish I could’ve texted her in 1988-

”I can’t believe you’re a home wrecker!”

but I was just a powerless

lost

10 year old 

made of tears

and I didn’t know what to do but wish

I hadn’t forgotten to call my father today

I was sick in bed

I’m about to call him now

thank god for cell phones

now there’s no chance of my stepmom

picking up

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