Dear forgotten father, I miss you
more than I realize. How long
has it been since I last met your
eyes? It’s been awhile, dear daddy,
my absentee friend. It’s been
a long time, not here to pretend
it hasn’t. Please, just
crack open the door.
I am thirsty, tired, hungered
for survival. The baby booties
you gave me are soiled
and outgrown. The last thing
I remember learning in school
was that humans have five
anatomical cavities. All
of mine are empty, and then
there’s my soul: black hole
number six.
I suppose you have a right
to judge; I’ve dammed
my own bitter stream
since you left. That’s why
I never thought it’d be me
showing up on your doorstep,
but today wasn’t the first time
I’ve seen you around. I sense
your eyes in the men that won’t
meet mine, those men that
leave with the sun.
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