“But at least I’m not fourteen
anymore,
talking to other peoples husbands
avoiding my stepfather
drinking all of the clear stuff I can find in my
mothers cabinet,
washing it down with talcum powder
and orange juice
passing out in parks
or at football games
and getting the dark dark chills
in the early hours of the morning.
Staying forever far from home
completely, completely at sea
Knowing God has cut me out
jagged, loose, wild.”
Published on June 02, 2014 01:28