Rite of Passage

While I was at work,
a girl I had
an unhealthy relationship with
and the woman who
made me have
unhealthy relationships with women
held a summit in my kitchen
on how best to manipulate me.

My mom told her
to do what she had
always done to my father,
flirt with other guys
and make me jealous.
I guess neither of them
bothered to think
about why my parents
were divorced.

I still like to think about
what the look on her face
might have been
as she rode the bus
to St Louis
a couple days later,
now single.

Nobody knows me
like my mother.

-GD Butler

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