Lollabelle and Her Hoarder House
Lollabelle lived in a hoarder house
No one knew
She kept her secret for forty six years
Her six children had stopped visiting her
about fifty years ago
She was not the best mother
Maybe the worst one
They ran from her in their teenage years
Only one returned a few years ago
She recognized her through the peephole
But she did not let her in
Her mental illnesses were in charge now.
Her rats kept her company
She slept in on a soiled mattress
away from the piles of debris she had accumulated
Her things were her comfort
She had never wanted children
She still did not want them
She was content
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2021
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