27 Second Poem

Black photos

my mother as a child

I can see why

she loved my father

toes sticking out of his sandal

he doesn't know

about me

being his future

I can see how

time can parish

slip away from us

slide away

under the tightest grips

I wonder who you are

driving daddy's car

you'll never know the strife

of paying for your life

walk into the Gap

sit on mommy's lap

swipe her credit card

that wasn't that hard

Cherish

time

before you fuck up and

lose me

in attic photographs

Magdalena Gudzowska