Bigfoot is a feminist at heart.

I mean his mama?

You should’ve seen her.

Tough as nails

with a spirit somehow still so gentle.
She taught Bigfoot how to read a room, how to never linger where you don’t feel welcome

because after all, friendly fire 
still burns. 

All those years that went by, when  nobody was looking for her?

She’d whisper a silent prayer.

Because man

all she wanted to do is be seen clearly

but how nice was the peace of not being found ?

Once, she dreamed she had a name 
that echoed through the forest 
and maybe she used to, 
years before her silence felt like home. 

But  now? Now she is Bigfoot’s mama. 
The legend that birthed a legend.