3/30 Staying Alive

3/30 Staying Alive


It’s a debt card with a $14 balance
swiped for $10 of gas
to take your oldest child to meet the easter bunny
for free in the local park

Its a $1 dress washed and iron
its feeling pretty
its feeling worthy
its mistakes corrected
its corrections accepted

its friendships lasting
its ending friendships

its check to check
beans and rice

its kisses and hugs
fucking when its cold

its everything you needed
r
ight on time

its breast milk
saved and stored

its baby on the breast
for over a year

it is change
it is staying the same

it is stayingalive

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