Thursday, July 28, 2022

Everyone Needs a Mimi

She hasn’t shrunk. She’s always been.

In high hair and pajamas, she’ll say,

“Want a pickle, ice cream, popcorn?”

She’s not comfortable until you are.

“How’s work? Do you like it?”

If you don’t, you shouldn’t, and she

doesn’t either. If you do, “Oh good.”

Her stool helps her feet touch

the floor. Her gestures rattle her

bracelets over her arm chair.

And if you’re upset, “Talk to Mimi.” 



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