Jackie read from my grey iris prompter.
With dew covered eyes, she explained
the suffocating moss of her past life.
Jackie told me she was ***** at thirteen
by her brother.
"I didn't know you had a brother."
Jackie then said, "I have a half-brother."
Jackie told me she cut her wrists to feel alive.
"I thought you said you had never handled a knife."
Jackie then said, "I handled shaving razors."
Jackie told me her father was a drunk.
"I thought he was a minister."
Jackie then said "My father is a drunk minister".
Jackie told me she had an abortion.
"I thought you were abstaining."
Jackie then said, "I've had *** and those times didn't count".
Jackie told me she loved me.
"I thought you moved on."
Jackie then said, "I'm allowed a past and present."
Jul 12, 2011
Jul 12, 2011 at 3:21 PM UTC
Jackie read from my grey iris prompter.
With dew covered eyes, she explained
the suffocating moss of her past life.
Jackie told me she was ***** at thirteen
by her brother.
"I didn't know you had a brother."
Jackie then said, "I have a half-brother."
Jackie told me she cut her wrists to feel alive.
"I thought you said you had never handled a knife."
Jackie then said, "I handled shaving razors."
Jackie told me her father was a drunk.
"I thought he was a minister."
Jackie then said "My father is a drunk minister".
Jackie told me she had an abortion.
"I thought you were abstaining."
Jackie then said, "I've had *** and those times didn't count".
Jackie told me she loved me.
"I thought you moved on."
Jackie then said, "I'm allowed a past and present."
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