You stood at that bed for hours, watching her take her shallow breaths that shook her entire body. Your stepfather would later refer to the sound she made as a “death rattle.” You couldn’t keep in your tears as you came face to face with her hollow cheeks, sunken eyes, and gray skin. You were …
June 2018 archive
Jun 01
Hay
The chinchilla barks Keeps me up all night She chews her hay house Why must she chew so loudly? It constantly wakes me up
Jun 01
At Sea
I live in a boat I’m wearing a coat The water against the boat splashes As I give the boy’s back three lashes Through his gag I hear the boy cry Struggling to get free, yelling “Why?” Crimson blood drips down his back At sea no one hears the whip crack
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