11
Its Getting Strange Now
My son sends me
things in the mail.
Whole toenails
mostly
caked with earth
and crusted with
blood.
I receive an earlobe
in an envelope with a note
that says:
"Why did you leave
me?"
I remember pulling
his earlobes and saying
"Come here!"
then tossing him to the side
by his earlobes and saying
"GET OUT!"
I sit here now
twisting and turning this
single lobe
like a piece of rubber
fun.
A week passes and
I get vagina lips in
the mail
with a note that says
"I grew this for
you."
And I can only hope
that my granddaughter is
all right.
Mathias Nelson has been published in such magazines as: Cherry Bleeds, Outsider Writers, Zygote In My Coffee, and others. He can be reached at Mathias.Nelsonnn@gmail.com
