GROWING PAINS
Growing up on the porch
instead of rearing untamed
through the fields and groves
is no sin. You grow as tall as her.
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You grow as kind as him.
The growing doesn’t eye
the domestic scent of
whitewashed boards
and bricks and sneer.
It stretches its roots
and sighs—I’m on my way
up.