i wake up & the good daughter wakes up with me.
i walk to the kitchen & so does she. i wail inside
the bathroom & she wails with me.

⠀ what mothered
⠀⠀ the good daughter
⠀⠀⠀ also mothered me.

i see her everywhere but she barely speaks to me.
what weakened the good daughter completely spared me.
i forgive the good daughter & she forgets me.

⠀⠀⠀ ── noor unnahar, the good daughter