dad always flashed fried the fresh cat-fish tail he caught in the streams
And saved it for me
I loved it
Like a potato chip
Crunchy
Salty and crisp
Chewy and bitter
Cat-fish tail is all mine
He never asked, no one else would have it
He just saved it for me
Knowing I was like a mermaid
Changing from his daughter
Into a strange situation
Into a conversation about strange things
Flipping through odd magazines
I stole from him,
Only meant for the male gaze…
Trying on Dad’s button up tops to wear at school
And yes,
He always saved me that cat-fish tail
Like a mermaid tail
Knowing I was the only one who could appreciate it.
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Comments (3)
When a father recognizes, knows & understands, it is a precious thing.
Such a wonderful Dad! Lovely poem Merly!
🍣🎏🦦Nice one❤️😉❗