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Episode 99 – The Weight of the World

I want to go home,
be a little girl 
again,
away from all this struggle,
see my mother,
see my father.  

A little girl again,
mud pies 
my only responsibility.
I want to go home.

Be their baby 
again,
held tightly 
in arms
that love me,

be protected 
from the pain of the world,
the smallest smudge
of guilt wiped clean.
I like it here
in the mind
of a child

where every day
I play.
Every day,
they love me.
As a child,
my life is sweet
like honeysuckle.

As an adult,
I wear this world
like a costume,
heavy and
tailored.

I want to go home 
again, 
be a little girl.

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Episode 97 – Tough Love

Responsibility
lies like a child
in my belly.

Ripening fast.
Full of sorrow
and possibilities.

Am I good?
Gathering my potions
to save or destroy.

Feeding 
what can’t be fed.
Alone.

Heart in my hands.
Clutching, 
    clawing, 
crawling.

Down.
On my knees.
Blind and ashamed.

Shattered mirror 
of my mind.
Not enough to take me.

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Episode 91 – Blood Ties

My life 
is a series of memories –
of mom in the kitchen,
of dad’s disappearance.
But they’re not real,
my memories.
All lies.

I wash away 
like a sand castle
as the tide comes in,
leaving broken shells
and scattered seaweed.

Every story I’ve ever told
a myth, 
a cloud drifting by.
Not a girl
who was born
and grew up
and can now die
of sadness for never
really being alive.

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Episode 89 – Triangle

He’s gone.
Three seconds on the clock.
The red wire
or the green.
Will I cut the right one
or will I explode
in tears 
or in grief
over his departure?

No.
I’m fine
actually.

I took down his pictures,
but not because I’m angry.
Well, I am angry,
but not like I don’t want
to see his face again.

I’d like to see his face again.
It’s a good face.

Guess it was coming for awhile.
Everyone saw it but me.
Things I should have said,
didn’t see.
A trail of destruction
spread out behind me.
Like a god
with his hammer,
I destroy.

He asked me for a reason to stay,
but I was too long in finding one.
If you have to look,
the reason isn’t good enough 
anyway.

I’m fine
actually.

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Episode 86 – Shadow

He wants to be her knight,
but she doesn’t need saving.

* * *

Boys before
kept her in tears,
kept her in chains.

Holes ripped 
in the world
by their passion.

With you
she feels less 
     pain.

She feels 
     less.

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Episode 84 – Family

Cast out by false fathers 
who profess love
but imprison creativity,

she finds herself in the company 
of those she despises,
trying to hide her true face,

what’s bad inside her
legend told by fathers who seek
to keep their women weak.

The only weak woman 
is the one 
who doesn’t know herself.

Oh, tell me a story 
of she who begins
unwanted and then is chosen.