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1 year ago

Sewing Lessons

Today, the clasp to my skirt broke.

For the first time in years,

I had to relearn how to sew.

Mother didn’t want to teach me

even though her hands were not yet trembling

Something in me guessed that it was

the same excuse she used for cooking.

The last time I weaved a thread through the needle

was 4 years ago in that 4-lesson class.

The teacher by my side gave me a scandalous look

as I followed all the wrong steps,

even with her guidance and advice.

I was never cut out with the virtue of patience;

just shitty poetry, and dumb writings.

Searching YouTube did not help;

nor did my mother become any more willing to teach.

My father was out somewhere in the world again

and my sibling was worse off than me.

Frustrated, I could only think of

the basic knot, needle and thread,

pushing through thick fabric

hoping I’d get it right.

A month ago, I was faced with a challenge.

Today, the clasp to my skirt broke again.

I know my mother can sew,

because I’ve seen her many knots in my dress.

But maybe, that’s just my amateur hands

poked with needle holes and a hope that

one day, it won’t be a month

before the thread snaps and breaks again.

I just wish I wasn’t this useless

because all the girls know how to make it stick.

But every single month I get

the irritating clasp that breaks.

They can boast and brag about their achievements

While I sit in the shadows

because they can do all of the things

that I cannot handle to achieve

at the level they do.

My mother asked me why I love YouTube.

maybe it’s ‘cause unlike what she should do

I learn how to sew and put on foundation there,

even though I’m laughed at and ridiculed.

its the shittiest application those girls’ve seen

but god damn it, at least someone could teach

them all these things;

I still don’t know how to cook more than 3 things

yet somehow I have to worry about skincare

and lipstick and makeup, and

some days I want to curl up and disappear

some days I accept I’ll never look prettier

and some days I will try to be there and better.

But god damn it,

will someone give me sewing lessons,

so I can learn so much better?


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