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May 2018
the word mother
fills me with uncertainty and obligation

i’m weighed with the pressure to
love the woman who birthed me to life  
despite her many conditions for loving me 

she requires silly things
wants me to
prove my love

asks that i call her
everyday

i don’t
because of that
she thinks i hate her

i don’t
most days
i wish i could
Hillary B
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Hillary B  27/F/Oregon
(27/F/Oregon)   
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