Kimberly didn’t know how she felt. She was getting drunk every other night, didn’t matter she was out or in. If she couldn’t get her hands on the booze she was smoking weed or taking pills in whatever form and shape they came. All she knew was that in the past few weeks she watched … Continue reading Epilogue
Blood is the answer to questions never asked. Blood is the answer to worries, never shared. A temporary remedy, For the insecurity and the slow death of the self. Bottled, about to burst. Blood, Blood, Splat. Break these ribs. Slit these wrists.
You asked me for milk Hand on the gate I turned around and said it God knows I would never call any woman that. I never have. You neglect your children You come and go as you please. Disappear in the middle of the night Go AWOL for a couple of days And still you … Continue reading Bitch