i am my mother's daughter
in the sense that
the earth swallowed me up - whole - and left me laid bare.
we patched our nerves back together
with a little-too-loose stitch,
and were ladened with the guilt that reflected off our mirrors.
Mothers and Daughters were both born as monsters;
learning all too well of what they shove
under the bed after dark.
- Author: reneesunknown ( Offline)
- Published: February 16th, 2023 12:23
- Category: Sad
- Views: 5
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