March 25, 2021
“Gift guide”
What gift says
Thank you for cleaning the shit off the walls
What gift makes up for the sleepless nights
The lines stretched into skin
The hair clogging the drain?
What sale could possibly compensate
for a career put on pause
for those first precious years
before someone else is in charge
Of an entire education
Is there a card on the rack
That speaks to the hope of morning
And desperation of night
A wreath to adorn the door
Of the home that feels both like a prison and a sanctuary
It’s endless loop of days so poetically represented by a string of evergreen
Here, I wrapped this for you
This totem in my hands
Is nothing
is nothing
is nothing
But me trying to say
Thank you