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Callaloo 26.3 (2003) 693



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Like Father

Jericho Brown


My father's embrace is tighter
Now that he knows
He is not the only man in my life.
He whispers remember when and I love you
And holds my hand hungry
For a discussion of Bible scriptures
Over breakfast. He pours cups of coffee,
But I can't stop
Spilling.

My father's embrace is firm and warm
Now that he knows. He begs forgiveness
For anything he may have done to make me
Turn to abomination
As he watches my eggs, scrambled
Soft. Yolk runs all over the plate.
A rubber band binds the morning paper.

My father's embrace tightens. Grits
Stiffen. I hug back
Like a little boy, gripping
To prove his handshake.
Daddy squeezes me close,
But I cannot feel his heartbeat
And he cannot hear mine—
There is too much flesh between us,
Two men in love.



 

Jericho Brown currently holds the C. Glenn Cambor Fellowship at the University of Houston, where he is a student in the PhD program in Creative Writing and Literature. He is a Cave Canem fellow, a member of NOMMO Literary Society, and has poems in Callaloo and Role Call. He is originally from New Orleans, LA.

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