From My Father's Point of View

i don’t understand 

why you won’t stay home 

until you’re at least 26.

i know i’m an asshole, 

but i think i tried my best.

i remember when you danced on my toes 

at the father-daughter dance 

and then left me and the other dads 

to mingle while you went off with your friends 

shoes-off, carefree,

laughter like chiming bells. 

a picture is worth a thousand words 

so i send you a picture of the dog,

that means “i love you.” 

i know i’m an asshole, 

but i cherish the times 

when we meet in the middle 

a venn diagram intersection of love. 

About the Author

Danita is a senior Media and Communication major and has been writing since she first learned how to. When she’s not reading or writing, she enjoys cooking, watching movies, and taking care of her many plants.