SAHM: In Three Poems
“Identity”
I have to decide
if I am the type of mom
who waits ‘til bedtime
and secretly reads the texts
between my son and his dad.
“Reality”
You surprise yourself
with the things you say aloud
as a parent, like,
“Stop smelling the bath water,”
or, “You have broken my heart.”
“SAHM”
I had a job on
purpose, and a baby on
accident. I lost
two babies on accident.
I lost my job on purpose.
About the Author
Ellie Hudson lives in Kentucky with her best friend/husband and two wonderful sons. She has no social media, but she does have a ukulele. She has been previously published in The Rising Phoenix Review, Dying Dahlia Review, Selcouth Station, Prometheus Dreaming, and Santa Fe Writers Project.
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