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Sep 2010
dad
"you're lazy"
his favorite two words
he is reminded of them
as I write this
an grips his steering wheel
"learn to use your hands"
"all you do is woman's work"
he likes those too
"you're a throwback"
I tell him
I think to myself
winning shouldn't
feel this *****
he's losing hair now
and he drinks every night
I would hate to blame myself
but who else?
he still runs,
so he hasn't given up on life
my brother will
be what he wanted-
I hope
Written by
Zachary Fore
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