Go to your room

I used to wish my
father would die
now I realize that living
is punishment enough

--

April PAD - Poetic Asides Day 8: family

Man of the house

He was a desperate man,

a child really,

broken and sad, left to

raise three children when he

could barely take

care of himself 

She was a broken child

desperate for a 

man to care for her

but always left carrying

the burden of

caring for herself 

--

Poetry Jam - an impossible place