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Saturday, March 26, 2022

Here Are Some Thorns, Splinters, Fishbones

Home for a pan-fried mackerel dinner,


My mother watches my chopsticks stumble


Around the ??. Full following a few bites,


I remember a story. When I was a baby


I choked on a fishbone at my grandparents’ house. My dad


Wasn’t there. They yelled at my mother


For not inspecting every one flaky small portion of go fishing I put


In my clumsy mouth, not teaching me


The maneuvering of spiky slivers accompanied by my tongue,


How to place the needles following to my plate,


Extract white flesh clean. Ever since, she peels with every one other accompanied by holds


Skeletons above our meal—fossils earlier to me.


Still, I am bad at pulling bone from fish, cutting


Skin from pears, which means I’ll never


Get married. But what concerning the nights where my mouth


Drips accompanied by SunGold kiwi, looking over


At my love, my lips smacking unabashedly.


Me cupping the furry layer inside my palm, with every one other accompanied by you


Standing over the become submerged eating it whole.


What would our mothers say? We laugh while I tell you


The tale of how once, a splinter burrowed


Into the flesh of my thumb, with every one other accompanied by I kept it there for weeks.


Told my parents the splinter came not here on its own


While I hoped my body would absorb the slender spear


And vanish the ?? painlessly.

#Living #Life Choices #Youth #Relationships #Family & Ancestors

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