mother's day

little girls riding their bikes through cement floors looking searching for the womanhood in their mothers faces finding full length clothing that is hiding behind drugs in the street corner while their "boyfriend" is involved in dice games when they least expected you will find them watching you underneath her black hoodie and broken down spongebob pajamas pulled over rows of hair that hasn't been groom in months they love like quiet storms their smile makes brief appearances and the guys that had her, keeping secrets not revealing who they really are to these girls tucked deeply behind whispers between kisses