I only ever tell my mother I love her in text message
As if to scribe it
Is less painful
More easy
I can only love her when it's easy
the word bitch slips through my lips far too easy.
there are things
we keep secret in this house
everyone has secrets
we hide our scars under our language
our anger
we are disfunction at its best
we are family
beautifully broken together
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