Literary Mama writing about the many faces of motherhood
Flight of Fancy

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As a college graduation gift it was

Two years. Ride, my mother said,
Everyone should have a flight of fancy,

She watched from the rail,
on sagging bleachers,
held my gloves, bottles of water, sweat-mucked horse blankets.

I rode.

We ate in questionable diners
Whizzed by Alamo without stopping the
horse trailer.
We shopped Worth Avenue when
rain slopped the ring.

I rode, jumped. Higher.
The rest of the time,
she stayed home.

When it was all over,
when I got a job,
got a boyfriend,
got a different

she watched from the rail,
held my hand, my bouquet, my baby.

"I had my flight of fancy," she says.
I watch from the rail,
my hand over hers.
I hold her walker, her pills,
her heart, our memories.

Ride, my mother said.

Lisa Romeo‘s essays have appeared in the New York Times, O, The Oprah Magazine, Quay: A Journal of the Arts, and several anthologies, including Special Gifts: Women Writers on the Heartache, the Happiness and the Hope of Raising a Special Needs Child. Another poem was recently published in Bad Mother Chronicles, and another was included in the mixed-art exhibition, “Love Your Body” at the Salem College Fine Arts Center in October. Lisa lives in Cedar Grove, New Jersey, with her husband and two sons and is working toward an MFA degree in nonfiction in the Stonecoast program at the University of Southern Maine.

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