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SHE she she

No longer the Oracle, Unworshipped now, I long for the thunder of four feet An offering; scalped dolly, smashed toy, SHE did, SHE took, SHE broke Pudgy legs akimbo, bursting righteous rage Turns to salty sobs and snot, Defensive, downcast eyes Flick up to meet my own. But you have grown. Shouting now abruptly quelled, Transgression negated, a different fear, but did SHE hear? Tears transformed to giggles, The idol is abandoned, rots in reminiscence. Solace in each other, The thrill of sister-secrets And the joy of learning not to tell.
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Written by
AmandaIS
English
Published
Sep 1, 2015
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20·91
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A poem about the dynamics of the relationships between mother, daughter, and sisters.

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#love#mother#change#sister#daughter#growth
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