12.3.25

I will never have a daughter.

I'll never have anyone to teach

the weight of voice, 

the pull of void,

the need for me-time.

No one will find me relatable,

nor be shit-scared of becoming me.

I'll never explain middle age to my 

spring-rose of a daughter.

No one to swap shoes with 

or watch undo the past with grace

(not without therapy).

My girl, naturally, will never be,

so here I am, daughtering me.