A Poem of Domestic Abuse and Turmoil

  I think you died when I was 14 Maybe I was 15 But there was no viewing No funeral Your body is still here The shell A replicant that ages Sounds like you Even laughs like you at the rarest of occasions But you’re not him He loved me He played baseball with me […]

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