POEM FOR THE BETRAYING LOVER AND HIS NEW LOVE
Wishing he holds you all night, unshaven chin
between your breasts. The loosed pillow case
wedged between the headboard and box springs,
around your neck. The two of you dreaming I’ve
set lit candles under the bed. And now, now I have.
HOMESCHOOLING MOTHER OF 5, ALL THINGS DOMESTIC, MY CRAZY LIFE
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