Lily sits alone, fighting shadows

under the shade of the pine tree.


She wore a tweed skirt today, looking sexy,

but her mom called her a slut and

pushed her down the staircase.


What a dangerous game she’s playing;

if she’s not careful, her own daughter


will end up dead, with a note that reads,

I wasn’t worth it


Mother’s Day came and went

No one called her

Not one of her daughters


What can she expect?

She hates.


So, call her wicked, call her selfish,

call her the problem,

And keep it going.


Lily sits alone

All these years later,


her husband beckons from the

doorway, but he’s not there


She doesn’t see him.

She’s still fighting shadows

under the shade of the pine tree.

I asked for it

Would you hurt me

If I asked you to


Would you strip away my dignity

And undress me with your eyes


Let me tremble beneath

Your hungry gaze


Even as I covered over

My naked body with my hands


And sank to the cold

Bathroom floor


Until the tears came

And I sobbed



But I asked for it, right?


So, you’re off the hook.

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I will weep

When you get

What you deserve.


I will cry out with pain

When they hit you

And spit on you

And call you names


Showing their hate

Of you,

Making you feel stupid


I will lose sleep

Waiting for you to

Come home, bruised

And beaten


So I can hold you

In my arms and

Rock you to sleep


I will know why.

What you’ve done

Is unforgivable


But you are my son

I can’t help but love

What I’ve created.



What works for me?
What pushes me to be better?
Who gets to see that part of me?
Apart from all the bull shit.

Apart from the burden I feel
Every time I wake up
The choices I’ve made
Have led me here

Have led me away from you
But in another time &
Another place
I would be with you,

Holding your hand
Instead of sitting here
Alone, Stagnant

Trapped by what I’ve chosen
What wouldn’t I give up now
To go back and decide again
To make that defining choice, differently

To walk into the sunset with you
Instead of turning back
And choosing familiar
Over the new possible.

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