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BREAKFAST IN THE TWILIGHT ZONE

BREAKFAST IN THE TWILIGHT ZONE

(Trauma Warning!)Fourteen years old: I’m in bed for the night, but still awake. Daddy-Monster enters my room. I pretend to be asleep. He pinches my nose closed with his fingers. I open my mouth to breathe. He covers my mouth with his...
The Package

The Package

THE PACKAGE(A short poem about my struggle to face the ugly truth about family dysfunction.) A package appears on my desk,addressed to me.It’s from my parents.I see the label: Family Secrets. I know the rules:do not open under any circumstance.But the package calls to...
WEATHERING STORMS

WEATHERING STORMS

I have spent most of my life drowning. Every time I came up for air there was a thumb pushing me under. If the thumb was taking a break, there was someone’s opinion, dragging me under. A constant battle of gasping for air. No break in the waves of trauma as far as the...
Petty Retaliation

Petty Retaliation

I was fourteenand sick of daddy-Monster’s violence.I did not know who I was.I had heard too many lies. Too many beatings.Too many slaps across the face.Too many unpredictable eruptions.Too much terror. Too much ridicule.Too many disparaging comments.Too many hostile...
Generational Violence

Generational Violence

Note to my fellow travelers: A significant and meaningful part of my healing journey involves confronting my abusers through my writing. Here is one such poem. Dear Great-Great Grand-Monster:I don’t know you.I never met you.I’m glad I never met you. But I’ve read some...
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