Blundering through a door
I saw my daughter naked
startling us both
She so lovely
so angry
with perfect hair
dirty feet
I so shamed
so proud
Joe Cottonwood has repaired hundreds of houses to support his writing habit in the
Santa Cruz Mountains of California. His books of poetry are Son of a Poet, Foggy Dog,
and Random Saints. His website is joecottonwood.com
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