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Nov 2014
the visiting boy has lost something- a figure in his life
ten years have gone by and the boy considered this man a father
(though the last few years a ***** one)
and now that man is gone

the man is nothing more than a robe on a door, a stain on a floor, a lie of what happened to his three children
the visiting boy's siblings are confused but will recover- they are young
he, however, knows that the story of 'an accident' isn't true
his eyes search mine for answers i am unwilling to give

                i don't want him to imagine
                what a bullet going through
                brain matter sounds like
the plant can't chase you anymore
Cheyenne Najee
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Cheyenne Najee  VA
(VA)   
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