If You Were My Mommy

angry mom








If you were my mommy

I would have punched you in the face

before the age of eight

No parent should sound like that

while talking about someone

who came from their womb

Not to strangers

not to friends

not to cops

And not out loud

on goddamned speakerphone

at fucking Starbucks


Copyright © 2015 William S. Friday

7 thoughts on “If You Were My Mommy

      1. Maaaaan…if we learned anything from Bukowski, it’s that poetry is in the feel of it, not in the form. Sometimes saying it, even if it’s just a sentence, or an idea, or an incomplete thought, it’s poetry.

        You’ve given me a beginning, a middle and an end. In that you’ve told me a story. And you’ve given me something that’s real, that I can latch onto, and that has grounding in both reality (what had happened was…) and in in fantasy (I would totally kick your ass); you give us poetry–raw, passionate and beautiful.

        Where’re you published at? I want a a hard copy already. *poke poke poke*

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    1. Thanks, Dani. I think what I witnessed WAS humanity… just not the part we would wish to see. It’s just that the parts we would wish to see are so much quieter about how they go about life. Makes you want to look even closer to find it.

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