Try and conceal your darkness
flashing those angry yellow teeth
a smile meant to fool
it sure ain’t me you’re fooling
I can tell the difference
between ham and spam
You grew up with a silver spoon
as they used to say—
I grew up mowing the grass
when my dad had to be away
I learned to count raindrops in numbers:
Carry in a load of firewood
ball up some newspaper
light it then light the kindling.
Bake a cake or make the supper
when my mom had to work
nights to help bring home the bacon.
Don’t mess with me.
I can piss like a dog against a wall
if necessary.
Susan Isla Tepper is a twenty year writer in all genres. Her most recent book, a Novel titled Hair Of A Fallen Angel, came out in the fall from Spuyten Duyvil Books, NYC. Tepper has also written 7 stage plays. Her third play titled EVA & ADAMO will present at The Tank, NYC, early fall. www.susantepper.com

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