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He Never Did Mind

Hand consuming my infantile thigh
Ten years his junior
I cried and begged
No
I knew not why 
Mother said not to touch there
He never did mind

Temptress from a young age
I ran in the backyard
Brothers telling me to put on a shirt
I was three
He never did mind

“Kiss the people you love
You love me don’t you?”
He was like a brother to me
I was four 
He never did mind

Neither and either
Two words I could spell
Impressively so, on the way to the beach
I was five
He never did mind

Sick with the flu
Soup brought to my bed
Missing the spaghetti dinner
I was six
He never did mind 

Hand consuming my infantile thigh
Ten years his junior
I cried and begged
No
I knew not why 
Mother said not to touch there
I was seven
He never did mind

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James Marshall Goff Date: 3/11/2019 8:47:00 AM Yes, memory of abuse is impossible to expunge, Victoria, but helpful to put to pen and paper... Login to Reply Victoria Lucas Date: 3/11/2019 12:45:00 PM It is true that words which cannot be shared aloud do best in silence. Thank you, James.

Chris Green Date: 3/4/2019 3:06:00 PM Wow, that was really kind of sad, if I read it correctly. I like how this was written though, like separate chapters in a young life. Really cool. Login to Reply Victoria Lucas Date: 3/11/2019 12:44:00 PM Thank you, Chris :)