mother.

Mother don’t see her amazing
Its written on my achilles

Painted on my bowed leg
And etched in the ridges of my chipped tooth

She don’t see what I see

Miracles grow from her nail beds
And flowers sprout from her laughing tears

She don’t see her amazing
But prays for it daily

Who but mother can barter dreams for dreams

I didn’t mean to outgrow u so quick…
Mother made it clear that mommies don’t exist

And mimi’s are for when u have amazings of your own

Mother is only holding your hand for so long

I’m your amazing. Your both/and

Don’t give me your cape.
I still need to believe in super heroes

And the ones on tv don’t make macaroni and cheese

I’m far from your perfection.
Demi-heroed

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