my father
kept three jobs while
raising
his children.
he was in the Navy,
managing
the Chief's club,
and flipping
burgers
in some joint down
the road.
he was rarely home,
i'd see him
going through the drive-thru
at the liquor store.
it was too much.
too hard.
he never knew
his father, he had nothing
go on.
but he tried,
and he tried and then
the wheels fell
off and he left to find a new
life,
a new bride.
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