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Sarah
Poems
Apr 2020
Rotting.
Summers where the wood
Was rotting,
the humid stench of
Β Root rot,
Paint, and pine
Where tv trays were popped
In place,
while
mom & dad
Got high
Winters where home
Was bitter
Muddy dog prints
stained
Linoleum
Someone I trusted
put
Their hands on me
And I
Never
Told
anyone.
Written by
Sarah
F/Oregon
(F/Oregon)
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