There is something
about a woman
with no breasts
trying to write a poem
about her husband's socks
and the way he makes her
breakfast
becoming distracted
by a draft of air
across her scalp
discovering her two teenage boys
singing.
about a woman
with no breasts
trying to write a poem
about her husband's socks
and the way he makes her
breakfast
becoming distracted
by a draft of air
across her scalp
discovering her two teenage boys
singing.