Modeling
A poem by Jill Michelle
Modeling
I’ve slipped away to the office again
to read, to write, to avoid the preschool
blight of Barbies, tea parties, Muppet
sing-alongs on ceaseless stream.
So this is where you are, the three-foot
huntress squawks, adding You’re a tricky one
licorice-thin fingers wrapping around
my typing arm as she wins our uncalled
match of hide-and-seek, and I worry
what she thinks of me, this mother
who sneaks away to practice poetry
the human she’s trying to unravel
when I can’t even fathom myself
let alone her, suddenly a little person
personality, who runs for a pad of paper
and pen, scribbles a handful of slanted lines
announces, I have a poem to read.

About the Author:
Jill Michelle’s latest works appear/are forthcoming in Drunk Monkeys, Hawai`i Pacific Review, The Lake, LEON Literary Review and New Ohio Review. Her poem, “On Our Way Home,” won the 2023 NORward Prize for Poetry. She teaches at Valencia College in Orlando, Florida. Find more of her work at byjillmichelle.com.
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March 14, 2024 at 3:15 PM
So sweet!
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March 13, 2024 at 1:52 PM
Wonderful poem. I’m glad I took the time to read it, glad you took the time to share!
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March 13, 2024 at 12:52 PM
Absolutely delightful!
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March 13, 2024 at 6:50 AM
this one made me smile!
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March 13, 2024 at 6:31 AM
I think she might be My Beloved Sandra’s great-grand-daughter’s best friend.
Outstanding work. Thanks!
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