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.