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No Knowledge Of Normal
My mother
cracked my head
open
like an egg
It
was
just that easy
the wine
the lies
the vodka
the violence
the crumbling of the self
and the embarrassment
of watching it happen
"Let me outside
to get a pack of cigarettes,"
she slurred.
Her hair was all fucked up
her make-up smeared
her eyes halfway in hell
I stood against the door
and let her
rocky little fists pound me …
No one
I thought
can drive you
insane
quicker
than
your
own flesh & blood.
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