Curled hair, Sunday school
Porcelain baby, porcelain doll
Hands slid inside white laced gloves
Am I good enough mommy?
I’m all dressed up!
Long hair, Christian school
Plié’s at the ballerina bar
First second third position
Stunning show, silk tied ribbons
Empty seats, fifth position
Turn and bow, she’s not watching
Dropping grades
Confused, ashamed
Crippled in the tub for hours
Bleeding blades on razors
Too much to handle
She sends me away
No warmth upon returning
Don’t speak do not mention
Anything
Uncomfortable
Perfect grades, flawless face
Still too dull for her gaze
My own arms, I use for embrace
Homecoming queen, varsity team
Last one picked up
Late as usual
Mom, can we at least talk?
No! Read the bible, you slut
What….the….fuck
Hide that ass
Tie down those breasts
Face scribbled black
Hood worn up
Hope…
What’s that?
Drunk drugged
Masked and raped
Hospital tanked
Alone alone she’s too busy for baby
First position
Keep the facade going
Look that pristine part
So she can pretend not to know
Bow turn cage plié
Perfect flatline confusion
Drowning baby disillusion
String pulls
String twisting
Giving birth into a life
Of crazy making
*Please love and hug your sons and daughters today. Give them your face and your arms, let them feel you love them no matter how good or bad they are. ***just love***
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