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Apology to My Step-Mother

I had to live inside you to    call     you      Mother. I snuck inside through your mouth from a peek-a-boo baby kiss, hid beneath your larynx. Dry heaving, you had to birth me 8:36 am every day. One hundred and three pounds of your … Continue reading

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Every time I start to say it I stop. Three words I      was      ….. It’s like digging up the roots of the beech tree stump in my childhood backyard and sticking them in my mouth. It’s like trying to swallow those roots … Continue reading

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