domestic violence
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3 Poems
I never knew his name
I just knew that his father
beat him and his mother
every single day for 16 years
Licking the Wound
Laying naked in this bed on my back, I tilt my head and I look down with so much pain in my face.
5 Poems
his neighbor pulled up
in a new car
boy what a car
inlay
good example she work hard wake up early feed the dog cross fingers thats all i do all day
Always Crying
She’s fucking crying again. I can’t stand it when she cries.
Hours
There was a wailing sound coming from the next room.
Father-Daughter Dance
When I was thirteen years old I got punched in the face.
Agave
Javelins needle the air,
a strange acupuncture.
Homewreckers
As I unload my bo staff and put on my goggles, I remind myself that, like the ancients, we’re here to preserve and uphold domestic harmony, albeit in a different way.
Coming up Four
Lydia’s replica is downstairs washing dishes.