If you don’t sit your stinky behind down.
She screamed
He studied her face
And decided she was serious,
Mama Got really mad,
Precious baby
Mama had hugged him and kissed him, and held him close
Mama got really mad when you woke her up,
Wheezing and coughing
From the heat
Crying softly
Until he fell asleep
I want my mommy
Screaming and Yelling.
His heart felt tight and crunched inside his chest
Uncontrollable tears
Sobbed
Slumped
Tears
Troubled
Something was not quite rite
Something was not quite rite
felt flushed and warm
Suddenly the song was loud and bright and painful
Hot fears.
Soft hugs
Fiery memories.
I want No more surprises
His fist, like a hammer
hot and scared and unable to breathe
Is she... is she... dead?
The loss of aunt queen still cut him like a jagged knife
Like a delicate little china doll, special and easily broken
Angel
Drunk and unsteady
Home-cooked meal
Chicken pox
No, please, no, Jordan
Wept silently
I swear i’ll kill that cat and cook it
Still shaking and sobbing
Too frightened
Clung to her cat and wept
Pale and feverish
Chicken noodle soup
I’m cold, Gerald
I’m cold and dead inside
Felt sick
Hesitant to go to the police
Planned to shrug, laugh,
Touched my shoulder
Everything came loose
Tears and fear
Embarrassed
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