even though

This poem began as a writing exercise at Table Rock Writers Workshop in 2016.  Here are 3 stanzas from “even though”:

I simmered in my parent’s omniscience for years

even though it was clear I’d been in the stew too long

I had not found the ladle to scoop myself into my own bowl

I simmered, but never boiled over

my flavors became bold and savory

the longer I cooked

even though I escaped indigestion

I still burned my esophagus

even though I know my crazy

I want my family to see my crazy

love my crazy

© Cindy B. Stevens

5 August 2017

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