My older brothers were born within a year of each other. I came along 3-4 years after and my younger brother 3-4 years after that. My mom told me that when I was born and the doctor told her she had a girl, one of her first reactions was fear. She was used to boys – how would a girl be?
My mom would tell you that I’m a lot like my dad. I’ll tell you that I am a lot like my mother.
My mom is a poet. I’m sure she’s choking on her coffee right now if she read that while drinking. But she is. You are. Maybe my definition is different than everyone else’s, so I’ll tell you why I think my mother is a poet.
My mom has written poetry, but that’s not the main reason why she’s a poet. Poets are passionate. We’re temperamental…
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