She told me my arms looked like Siamese onion stems
and that my face reminded her to wipe
She said I spoke like a birthing muskrat
and laughed like a severed gas pipe
She gave me Reeboks as a get well soon
when I broke both of my legs
She sent me photos of the new guy she's with
posing in the nude and flexing
She sent report cards from my daughter
showing how well she has done
Invited me to her 10th birthday
time and place: whenever and surface of the sun
She tells me that the kids now call
this naked lawyer daddy
I thank her for her kindnesses
and think sometimes that maybe not being here
wouldn't be so bad.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem