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Samantha’s Daily Poem

August 19, 2016

The car seat

She had been saying it
for ages

I don’t like the car seat

and we barely heard it
like so many of the complaints
that litter the air
in a family

we soothed
in that robotic
flat-eyed way

sorry my love
you have to be in a car seat

we’d strap her in
and roll down the window
because she likes that

and yesterday
he asked me
if we had any foam

we couldn’t find any
and I kept packing

but the next morning
as we loaded up the car
for our road trip
he asked her

is your car seat
more comfortable now

a smile cracked open her face
and her feet swung with delight

daddy made it better

I put my hand on his cheek
and tried to find the words for
please teach me
how to remember
the person inside
her small

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August 18, 2016

Little shiner

I can’t stop
thinking about him

the shiner they caught
hook in his eye
he thrashed about
then lay still

to breathe
for worse

would he wish later
that he had put up a fight

we couldn’t get the hook out
the boy told me

and so the little shiner
is now part
of my story

a fish the size
of a slug
an autumn leaf
my baby’s soft foot

does it still hurt
or is it just a constant glint
like a star

did the other shiners
comfort him
when he dropped
back into his corner
of the sea

or did they
look away
the way we all do

just maybe
the suffering
is catching.

August 15, 2016

Loose ends

Treat your muse
like a lover

and I don’t mean
flatter it
or be at your best

creativity is meant
to be ragged
and real

you are married
to that part
of yourself

that flirty elf
that quiet hum
that sudden roar

so don’t expect
it to be perfect

it will get it wrong
and let you down

but you are in it together
so be patient
be yourself

but whatever you do
don’t be lazy

the magic
that stitched you together
early on
eventually frays

so you need to hunt
for the loose ends

and carefully
to sew.

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August 12, 2016

Mrs. Sam

They have been quiet
in their bedroom for ages
so I finally pull out my novel

I am in the middle
of the first page
when they thunder out

she is in a dress
and a yellow raincoat

he is wearing
his dad’s swim trunks
and a tweed hat

they tell me I can keep reading
because I am the teacher
she is a girl named Rosie
and he is Rosie’s dad

they’re pretending
it’s Rosie’s first day of preschool
which is actually coming up
for my daughter in a few weeks

my son says
pretending to be her dad

you’ll cry so so much
but then you’ll forget
you have a mom and a dad
and then they pick you up

I am about to interject
but she seems satisfied
with this explanation
and he is already
pretending to help her
put her jacket away
in our cutlery drawer
which he says is her cubby

I don’t get any more reading in
because he tells me
I should give Rosie
a snack

I don’t mind
because I’m lost
in how sweet it is
that he is roleplaying
this milestone in her life
before it happens
and I think about how
my therapist friends
in particular
will be impressed

which is when
I hear the loud coughing
and a thump
from the bedroom

my daughter and I run in
and we find my son on the floor

are you ok

I yell
and he opens one eye
and whispers

you have to tell Rosie
I drank poison by accident
and now I’m dead
so she has to stay
at the preschool  forever

my daughter takes my hand
and walks me back
into the kitchen

can we have cereal for snack
Mrs. Sam

she asks me
and I don’t know
what else
to say
but yes.

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August 10, 2016

The cozy parts

She lies in the dark
folding her small body
into mine

her hands and feet
push and press
like kneading dough

I suddenly feel fat
I want to turn over
and suck my stomach in

but then she says
in a sleepy voice

mama, your best
are the cozy parts.

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