“such as its always been
generation after generation
losing before truly lost”I feel a theme today. This expressive piece by my friend, Candice. Heart-breaking but oh so true for many of us.

I was not born for loving
doctor said; It’s a girl
nurse thought; What a shame, life is harder on them
psychiatrist thought; She doesn’t want to be a mother, but let’s not tell her
grandfather thought; Another generation to abuse, watch her grow, but not too much
grandmother thought; Turn your face away. Do not witness, then it never happens
mother thought; I never wanted you.
…
when I carried you
you reminded me of a rock
I wanted us both to drown
except I would lie and float above
whilst you gulped salty brine
and free of your clutch, hail a boat
take myself somewhere, far from children
I never wanted
trapped by circumstances
anything to escape the confines of my day
but how?
…
I told this story many years later
by then I was
much older than my mother had been
when she gave birth
and…
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Deep and written with a such harmony despite the subject
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Very much so!
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So destined.
I love the flow
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As do I! She writes incredibly well!
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I just read through her works. She’s indeed a talent.
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Yes, very much so! :) Glad you enjoyed her work as well, Vinz!
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