A chair

A chair

An 80 year old chair

the one that’s broken now

once taught me

to sit up straight

and be a man

and my sister

to close her legs

and be a wo-man

it’s unvarnished wood

is weakened,

infested with termite

but my mother

could never call

this broken thing

her own

and take her place

on it, with

any credulity

or grace.

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