Tag Archives: Anger

To my thief

Posted on December 11, 2010 by The Survivor Chronicles

I long to flatten your fat fingers, make them fall off with rot. They hurt me, poked me in private places, made me make awful faces, Twisted my pink budding rosettes until they were red with adolescent anger. I long … Continue reading →

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Battered Child

Posted on June 27, 2010 by The Survivor Chronicles

I am a battered child protect me from the Tyrant, Persecutor Strangler of my dreams Mentor-Tormentor. Protect me from the Castrator of my pleasure Perpetrator of my guilt Side-Show Barker of my fears. Protect me from that Antithesis Robber of … Continue reading →

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Posted on June 7, 2010 by The Survivor Chronicles

worked late at the plant called mom to babysit she found you hanging in the garage police said you left a pillow note life insurance won’t pay can’t sell the house must disclose suicide in California to prospective buyers could … Continue reading →

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