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A happy poem for today.
Today I throw yesterday a cloth bag and a carrying pole,
call her old news in an intervention.
Yesterday tears up, tying too many bags on the pole, says,
"Such a weird and dissonant time which not unlike other times."
I pat yesterday on the shoulder, say,
"Hun, here's my therapist's number."
Today the sun is just right, the breezee is just right,
and the weeds and my plants make a pact: they got each other's back.
Today I am my own Mama calling me to the kitchen to eat.
I pick slivers of ginger off my steamed butterfish.
I want nothing but sweet meat for my baby and me.
Today I stop by my futures, all of them.
When I leave, they pack me a swag bag:
axolotl, petrychor, forget-me-nots.
Today my exes call me too the studio for a podcast episode,
I tell them to shut up and listen.
I'm tired of profuse apologies with no substance, and, oh,
here's my therapist's number.
When we take off our headsets, what do you know,
only my hair defies gravity.
Today I kick the squatters out my house, sorrow after sorrow.
I tell them, "Sorry, I mean, not sorry,
you're grown now honey, you're on your own."
At night I tuck today into bed.
"The monsters are gone," I say.
Today hands me a Hallmark card.
It reads 'Because it comes, it must go.'
I kiss today on the third eye.
I call her silly.
I'll see you tomorrow.
