a poem
dad,
you are a heavy
weight on my tongue.
i cannot quantify
how much you weigh.
my throat feels
incapable of opening.
i am choking on your pride.
my voice is afraid of you.
it is shivering in its box.
i cannot help but apologize
like the burden i am.
i am the unwanted girl-child.
the daughter of the she-wolf
that keeps biting your hand.
her broken paws always
reaching out to you.
dad must think that
i am a little bird with
a little…
