found family
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my real family isnt what you see on my birth certificit
or the ones you see in books
or in public
but its mine
my mom is a burned out teen about to go into highschool
I will whether you like it or not
I will talk about you like you are still here till you’re not then i will talk about you like a noble soldier
I know I cannot impress upon youThe love and care that I carryIt is not explosive, but stable.Strong, safe, familiar.Natural and home grownWith roots buried as deep as a tree decades old.
i met the devil last night
she wore my face
and had slinked on my body like a coat
she looked like myself,
though a few years younger
I had a simple thought on a simple day
A spark of mundane revelation as our car passed on its way
