Literary Mama writing about the many faces of motherhood
After the Divorce

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The porcelain dolls at Christmas
that you set, painted, and sewed
were saying, I’m sorry.

The 4-hour trips from Hailey to Logan
and back again every other weekend
were saying, I’m sorry.

The cupboards full of our favorite food
(you couldn’t afford),
all the Mountain Dew, Funyuns,
were saying, I’m sorry.

The balloons, jellybeans, flowers.
The perfume, peach pie, hours
of saying, I’m sorry, so, so sorry.

All fire in your bones,
marrowed with regret.
We loved you in spite of this.


Dayna Patterson is Managing Editor for Bellingham Review, Founding Editor-in-Chief for Psaltery & Lyre, and Poetry Editor for Exponent II Magazine.


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