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I spent most of college

studying

                  reading

                                  writing

                                                  poetry

and all I have to show for it

is this page

as a child

nothing was more impressive to me

than my mother’s ability

to remove the pit of an avocado


she would neatly slice one open, then

HACK!

TWIST

TOSS

in one fell swoop


and after seeing that

you could not convince me

she wasn’t a superhero

if you do

you’re still my friend


but that doesn’t mean

I can bear to stand


the thought of you

together

my parents desperately wanted

a daughter


they already had a son

why would they want another?

I’ve been asking the same question

ever since I was born

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