never blaming her mother
The child could disassociate rapidly when she had to
She had plenty of practice
Thanks to her mother bringing home new daddies
Some had not been kind to the little girl
She had gotten used to staying in the corner
While things were done to her body that she did not like
She could weasel out of herself quickly
Before she knew she was going to be uncomfortable
Never blaming her mother
Who was usually passed out on the couch
The little girl did what she could
To preserve lightness of her soul
Detaching herself from the scene
At a moment’s notice
When the daddies came calling
As her selfish mother slept.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2024
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