Lady Oddity Poem by Stefanie Fontker

My mother is quite odd
She only ever reads
Romance, or erotica novels
She reads them everywhere
Anywhere, when she's
Doing everything
Or absolutely nothing
On the bus to work
Doing laundry, cooking dinner
Vacuuming, washing, scrubbing
Brushing her teeth,
Or falling asleep
What is even queerer
Is that when I mention
This whole ordeal to her
She scoffs, and sighs
The only thing she hears
Is the little list
Of activities I give
And tells me I need
To start doing more chores
Around the house