Red Lights
I came home from school full of bruises and torn fabrics.
Ma was sitting at the living room sofa waiting for me with her bandage kit.
I could only hear my breath as she wrap the bandage on my arm,
Halfway through Ma suddenly stopped.
Red lights flashed from her eyes.
Damn I need to plug her in.
Looks like I’ll be tending to my own wounds today.
Copyright © Stafder Ellois | Year Posted 2018
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