poetry on mamazine:

A Parent Call
by Ann Privateer

The Mother as Komodo Dragon
by Jane Blue

The Traveler
by Jane Blue

Toddling
by Matt Anderson

Fixation
by Emily Scudder

Hysterics
by Emily Scudder

An Excerpt From "To My Daughter"
by Andrea Steffens

Embarazar
by Denise Duhamel

What Has Happened to My Breasts?
by Faulkner Fox

Postpartum Sex
by Faulkner Fox


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POETRY

Hysterics
by Emily Scudder

Hamburgers and pasta are boring.
Apples won't fill me up.
I don't like fried eggs anymore.
You're not listening.
I don't like these choices.
When is 10 minutes up?
Everyone is blaming me.
This is the worst day of my whole life.
Will I still get my green belt in karate?

If I keep screaming I'll never have to go to bed.

Will you wake me up early?
I want more time with you.
You aren't forgiving me.
You don't sound like you're forgiving me.
I said I was sorry.
I want stories.
I'm starving because you won't order pizza.
And why can't you do a big shopping?

Emily Scudder lives in Cambridge, MA, with her husband and two children. She works as a library assistant, labor activist, and workplace mediator. Her poems have appeared in Agni Online, Swivel: The Nexus of Women and Wit, Xavier Review, Soundings East, Epicenter, and Tiger's Eye.