We Cannot Look Away: Not another 17, not another One

We will not forget Just another day just another town bullet perforated backpacks spilling loose-leaf lined paper, textbooks onto blood stained sidewalks helicopters hovering to give us the birds eye view I tried to avert my eyes out of respect for the dead the injured but I could not look away Christine Ray Even though … Continue reading We Cannot Look Away: Not another 17, not another One

Seasons

The afternoon light, beneath my toes talking a pale story where a mother aborts another one, father, a ruminating hard albumen. our typewriters often broke, and another language was written deformed, cracked Summers have always taught to swim winters, quietly taught about sinking. and a star too that dissolves at night. i have seen it … Continue reading Seasons

I Remember

Dena Daigle on Phoenix Ascended

Phoenix Ascended

Wide-eyes in amber hues brimming with salty tears
Four years old in red ruffles and day of the week panties
Mama’s precious baby girl
Trembling, frozen with fear, cold and confused
Silenced, but I remember

Truth or dare on the trampoline
Triple dog five second French kiss or eat worms
Mama’s little daredevil
and innocent boys following the footsteps of their forefathers
Busted, I remember

Open window and moonlit shadows dancing on the wall
Thirteen and rebellious; Mama’s little wild child
“Everyone else is doing it. Don’t you love me?”
Pressured, I remember

Head down, tears flowing, pushing past the picket line
Fifteen and pregnant, Mama’s dirty whore
Cold steel forced inside me, life ripped from my womb
“MURDERER!” I remember

Strobe lights and rap music, twerking teenage dreams
Sixteen with nothing to lose, Mama’s party girl
Beer run – two guys in a Chevy truck looking for some fun

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