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“EARS OF FURY #2”


this Monday will be a year 
that I’ve known her. 
ironically, it is the exact 
time it all fell apart. I met 
her when she had an in-
credible hunger for sex and 
attention. any fool who’s 
come to live enough of life 
would know, they usually go 
together. the year has been 
long and often, full of 
fight. the abundance of 
lessons was there but she was 
just too foolish to take the 
gifts. she once told me, she 
hated her mother for every-
thing she had put her 
through. she said her mother 
always put men ahead of her. 
she said she felt abandoned 
and worthless. she continued 
to tell me that it was as if 
sex was more important. 
she added how much she hated 
being alone because of it. 
her mother would throw them 
to babysitter after baby-
sitter, all to avoid being 
bothered by her children. she 
said she swore years ago, 
that she’d never be like her 
mother. I’ve babysat her kids 
so she could satisfy her 
hunger. she found a married 
man for some sex and now he 
is getting a divorce from his 
wife. 


she has convinced herself 
that she is in love with him 
and he feels the same. she’s 
paid attention to only his 
daughter while alienating her 
oldest and leaving her with a 
babysitter. now, at the end 
of it all, she is quitting 
school, leaving her apartment
and moving. meanwhile, his 
bitch and their kids are 
getting pushed to the side. 
isn’t it funny? she tried to 
be everything her mother 
wasn’t but whores will be 
whores. there’s no end to the 
hunger they lick their lips 
for every night. a year 
later, I know the same whore, 
the hunger for sex is 
stronger than it has ever 
been. the need for attention 
has come at the cost of her 
children. she swore she would 
never be like her mother, I 
can only hope her hand wasn’t 
on the Bible.



By: Chicano Eddie
7-30-2016
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