"they used to cook up a little food and throw a little party"

It kills me that your mom
the woman I've bought Mother's Day cards
for the past seven years
who held my head and petted my hair
while the doctor snipped
the necrosis out
hasn't bothered to reach out to touch me
with words.
Does no one care if we work it out?
Did they not want me all along?
You're the one that left me, ya know?
And I'm not a mother, so I can't say
but I'd like to think that if my son
left a woman who was always there
for him
that I might pick up the phone and
ask her
if she needed anything.