I tell him it's time to take a nap;
he says, no thanks, mommy,
studies my face for a response.
I flush with fear
because it won't matter what I do now—
if I scream, or yell, or cry—
he's called my bluff.
He knows I am not a god,
and at only two, he is now a giant.
Ava Love Hanna is an essayist, poet, and performer living in Austin, Texas. She studied Creative Writing and Interpersonal Communications at the University of Houston and graduate studies in English at the University of St. Thomas. She is continually amazed by how often she is mistaken for a real grown up.
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