Can we be more delicate,
With this flower that is also a daughter.
Understanding the petal
Of the flower is just the beginning
Unexpectedly, rage has a part
To play as the flower’s worried
Drunk, he beats his daughter
Just as his father beat him.
While he makes her pull –
In turn – her
Flowers, all completely
Out of the ground.
Once the ground is barren
He makes a comment about
“You made your bed of roses, now sleep in it”
He makes her sleep out there on the ground for 12 nights in a row
“I was a flower once upon a time,”
Decades later she is
A very old woman
Knitting by feel, a pair of socks
– Marc Isaac Potter