Love Letter to Super Girl

I stuffed a letter into your sleeve
while you carried me

Here is a copy
for what you said to me

Dear Super Girl,
I know of your

alternate identity
and that you think
your name might
impress me
or confuse me

My mother was a superhero
whose paintings came to life
to feed her children every
Christmas season
and every summer vacation

Yet it was not the paintings
that really captured me
it was her singular
vulnerability
 
She never became
big-ass name

and here's the mega-big
truth of you

You don't know it
but you spelled it
out for me

It doesn't matter

your most super
identity
is well displayed

at deep underground
poetry