w r a t h

in those three words, i was born

‘you are useless’ 

and in the others spewed, thereon i grew

‘you are a failure’

‘you are worthless’ 

‘you are nothing’

oh, how i loved the taste!

the bitterness that spread across my tongue

it was never enough, i needed more

than scathing words and endless tears

i remember the day i came of age.

the moon cut the darkness from which i emerged

when the palm of a hand wrenched me from the womb

i was whole, anew – from the nest i flew.

 

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