my mother taught me

miah wrote this for me last year

my mother taught me,

my mother taught me to offer
help in the kitchen.
she taught me to linger behind at the sink
after guests are finished eating.
she taught me to kindly, converse with those cooking
and compliment them on anything genuine.
due to her influence,
i hold people differently
and i inquire about their well being more intently.
my mother taught me to love men
who are
hard and selfish.
and shade their jagged outlines in
with generosity and compassion.
my mother taught me
that it is necessary
to fill all hollows in without question,
for it is a subconscious habit,
aligning you with a let down
and a crime.
my mother lays beside cactus in her bed
and makes love to them.
she is stung, but still moves under her sheets
and then showers and retreats, to her stove
while i tend to her sink.

-yourwarrior