I am divided into halves

I am divided into halves short poem

I am divided into halves that I did not choose.

I head out the door at 8.45 pm, heart beating faster

than necessary. I have just lost a screaming match.

“Decent girls get home at this time.”

“You are the one who brought me up this way.”

“Don’t talk to me like that. I am turning 70 this year!”

This November, I turned 29. I bought myself a car. But

I am still daddy’s little girl.

“Why must you drive alone? Male company is necessary.

What if you fall into trouble? A man can handle things better.

You should get married. Is there someone, anyone you like?

But I don’t like the friends you go out with every weekend.

They are too modern. They smoke and drink. They expect you

to stay late nights and over nights. No one marries people like

that. He must not be one of them.”

“But they are my friends.”

“You don’t understand.”

I am a free woman, I convince myself. Yet every sip of vodka

is consumed with a slice of guilt. Every late night out is punctuated

with eyes darting to the watch. Time, is always running out.

“Who goes home at 10 man?” I do.

I am divided into halves, but I’d rather that I wasn’t.

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Reyvrex Questor Reyes

It is both a blessing and a pain in the a** to have a teenage daughter. You will overcome it, if not, live with it. Good luck.


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