This poem/dramatic monologue is a personal artistic account directed to my biological father; it harkens back to and takes significant inspiration from Sylvia Plath’s poem, ‘Daddy’. I was told of my true conception at fourteen, which clarified the lack of connection between myself and my mother’s then husband, and now at fifteen, sixteen at the time of this exhibit. Originally, when I wrote the poem much earlier, I had not known who he was, but I found my father in April and will be meeting him in a matter of days. This industry immorally separated my father and I, but now we have a chance to salvage what we were deprived of in the first years of my life. I am so happy I have found him.
- Hattie Hart