Missing Childhood
For the Abecedarian challenge
After all the tears were dried, you were left to
become. In the middle of
chaos and calamity, wishes were thrown
down like they never were pretty.
Ever
Fault lines took up space on your face.
“Guilty child! You
have to feel guilt!”
Innocence is for others.
Just be
Kind. Just behave
like nothing ever happened, like
maybe this is
normal.
Or,
perhaps you can pretend,
quietly that everything is
right and that you are righteous while you
swim in the sin,
that is owning you,
unrelenting in its lure. Until, you
venture
with eyes wide open. Conditions
xeric. Your eyes,
your skin, your soul, all
zealous for some dew.
About the Creator
Sandra Matos
I write so that people will remember me. I make art for the same reason. I had a mother that I never knew. Who she was, how she smelled, or what she valued. I don't want anyone to wonder who I was.
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This is so expressive and raw. I think my favourite bit is the opening, After all the tears were dried you were left to become... That will stay with me.
Beautiful abecedarian!😍