Monday, March 31, 2008

Thirteen

I am the tragic downfall

The great unwilling


I am no one’s happily ever after.


I am heartbreak and nightfall.
Fire in the Amazon.

Black ice on bridges

The grass stain on your knees


I am your walk home from school

The razor blade beneath your mattress


I am your missed period.

Your walk to the clinic

The unwanted child

The thought of abortion


I am your mother’s disappointment

Your fathers orgasmic let down

The ghost of your little sisters heroine


I am the curse of a generation


I am your failure


I am your lost dreams

Failed ambition


I am Tuesdays gossip

Wednesdays morning sickness


I am your stretch marks

Used maternity clothes


I am your stereotype

The one you warned your sons about

The slut

A whore

The tramp


I am

Someone’s princess

Someone’s spitting image

Someone’s Mother.


I am thirteen.

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