One time I was sort of seeing this guy. After one kiss, he blessed me with a long speech about how he needed to know what I wanted because he didn't want to be a father. This totally pissed me off, which you should never do to a poet, because then they'll just write about you (a line I learned from Bao Phi). I dedicate this poem to all men who date single moms, because NEWSFLASH, we don't need you like you think we need you.
WHAT I SHOULD’VE SAID
for men that date single moms
Do you
think
I am the kind of woman
who lets love storm her judgment?
The kind of woman
who saves spaces in her sky for any
bird who kisses her?
Do you
think
I’m the kind of lover
who doesn’t respect men enough
to have favorites?
The kind of lover
who is so lonely
she’s forgetful?
What kind of mother do you think I am
that I would think
my son needs the kind of father
you think you are,
who considers this family a charity,
like we accept any donation?
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BAM!!
ReplyDeletemmmm...This is a neccesary piece. So true. In three short stanzas the poem resonates deep.
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