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momz - or what r u going to do
I’m enjoying spending time with my mom - we have an intimacy braided like rope. I forgot how funny she is. At the same time, we’ve been softcore arguing for days. She wants me to accomplish something this summer - to pad my med-school resume - do anything but relax. But I refuse. If I’m going to complete a master's degree next summer, then I’m going to have fun this summer. Periodt. I’m not an automaton for her to wind. Her stress radiates, as I play Animal Crossing on the couch. I reach up towards her forehead, “Is there an off button?” I ask. “Go away,” she chuckles, blocking my hand. Before I turn away, I add, “You’re the most fun when you’re not giving advice or saying the wrong things..” “Or breathing incorrectly?” She finished my sentence. “Exactly,” I laughed, “then you’re practically perfect.” The boys - Peter (my BF) and Step (my stepfather) - sit or stand, uninvolved, outside the action, like we’re in some other dimension - they try and look at anything but us when we’re wrangling. Poetry time! The phantoms of my discontent are held at bay, by leisure, are mollified by pleasure. Am I crazy to set boundaries? Am I lazy, cause I won’t let her chivvy me? I’ve got my own voice; I’ll make my own choices. We have the same goals - but I’m in control. For every plan I’ve got, she has a hundred caveats. Sure, I’ve done nothing, while she’s done it all. I’m her little rocket that she doesn’t want to stall. But she needs to understand, I’ve left the launching pad. . . periodt ? slang for absolute period . songs for this piece: Mama by Spice Girls Hey Mama by Kanye West Mama, I'm a Big Girl Now by Nikki Blonsky, Marissa Jaret Winokur, Ricki Lake, Motion Picture Cast of Hairspray
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