Poem: The Difference

Excerpt from Four: “Dear Brother”


Sometimes Dad took Mom’s place

To stay with you in the white room.


I stayed at friends

Or with Grannie


One time Mom came home

To be with me

I killed her on the inside

Because I acted like everything

Was normal


We lived in different worlds

I was ten

I lived at home

Surrounded by people

Who dumbed down the truth for me


She was forty-five

And lived on a cot

Next to her sickly

Thirteen year old child,

Barely eating or moving

Simply because she didn’t

Want to leave his side.


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