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"Sorry"

My dad says

“I’m sorry”

whenever he sees 

younger pictures of me.

The smiling face and chubby cheeks

Of a child long lost 

in the divorcé sea.

 

He said

“I’m sorry

for fucking you up.”

When I told him 

I hated to see—

Me in the mirror

My dark eyes staring back at me.

 

Eyes would say

“So sorry”

when I was younger,

my pink princess lips opening

to let out an ugly beast                                                                 ( my parents are divorced )

done so often

that eventually

              ( i became the beast )

 

And from time to time

I say

“Sorry”

whenever I miss dirt on dishes,

forget to close the baby gate.

But that never seems to work

a stern look 

and scolding:

“sorry 

doesn’t 

fix 

anything.”

whenever something crashes;

                                                                    shattered

                                  on the floor )

Great Neck North Athletic Field, Great Neck, NY (2014)

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