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Published by: jonathan wilkins on Jul 09, 2011
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“It won’t be long,” she said, as weBounced down another gravel road, Windows down, dust choking usIn the back seat as we huddledTogether under his work shirtTrying to breathe, the stink of  Alcohol forcing back the memoriesOf that night he came home.My window open I heard his carIn the driveway. “Goddamn you straightTo hell you worthless bitch!” stillRinging in my ears I hurried to theBathroom for some water, only toFind mommy struggling to get off The kitchen floor, blood streamingFrom a broken mouth.“He can’t find us now,” she said, as wePulled into another all night dinerIn another place, fears chasing us As we hurried to get out of his car And run into the bathroom to clean up,Sissy crying, holding onto me, tryingTo wipe her nose, but all the while moving,Moving. They can’t get you when your moving.My cup forgotten I tried to help herUp but she was too heavy, and watched herBlood stain the floor like the timeSissy spilled grandpa’s paint in theKitchen, examined it on my hands While I tried to wipe her mouth with theEdge of my nightgown as he stumbledFor his chair and TV, the two of us forgotten.“I love you baby doll,” she tried to say.I’ll never forget the feel of iron in my hand As he lay beneath me in his own vomit.I love you mommy.

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