Yesterday, 1995

 Yesterday, 1995
by Holly Day
After he was born, I threw out
all the photos taken of my life, the
days before his birth, determined to become
someone else, wanted to be
new, like him, my baby.
sold all my records to pay for
rent and groceries, tossed all my clothes that didn’t fit
all I owned crammed in a backpack
jewelry I could sell for
cash, enough to take me and my son
somewhere safe