drive

by on January 5, 2021 :: 0 comments

The man in me is crying
while the woman
drives the car.

She’s always been
the stronger one,
and how we got this far.

But then he rises up to say-
kindness is not weakness, hey.

And again we all trade places.

editors note:

Two minds, one minder. (We welcome Tess to our crazy congress of Contributing Poets with this submission. Read more of her madness on her new page – check it out.) – mh clay

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