| SPD's AWP BAD POEM CONTEST |  |
| 1st Prize Winner: Katelyn Leenhouts | |
| Category: Worst Poem Mentioning Your Mother |
Mother
Her womb
like an oven
where the cupcakes of fragility
and abundance
baked.
How many times has cake
dripped
from her hungry grasping fingers
too warm to be had?
I watched her with all my hopes
echoed in her eyes, trying to see
when I could go outside, and get
what I deserved. Receive
the rewards of my labor.
See beauty beyond the fence
that was in the front yard.
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