dear henry

Posted on March 5, 2010 by

dear henry

you are

long dead

now

i’m certain of it

i can no longer

feel you here

how many other

children

did you destroy

were your granddaughters

spared your sickness

or were you able to

steal their lives

as you stole mine

that night

on your son’s bike

leaning up

against your garage

time stopped

as i watched dusk

steal through  the avocado trees

bastard

i was only eight

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as exercise or exorcism, i write...for the eyes of others, for my eyes and heart only, for the love and the rage, i write...to release the gamut of emotion...to tell the truth and say what's often thought but not written...
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