She Is Not the Same
I look away quickly
not able to bear the look
I never wanted to see in my sister’s eyes
The pain is deep,
it is a wounded look
She has been isolated for a long time
Her abuser has her hand
He is monopolizing the conversation
Barely allowing her people access
She is not the same
May never be
I want to squirrel her away
To find out why
she has such sad eyes
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2020
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