“Don’t be so hard on yourself,” they say,
their hands poised to slap me.
I know they think I’ll fight back,
but I won’t.
I gave up years ago
when my father left us
for the theatre
(I think that’s what we called it)
and I let the fight in me
go with him
because he’d need it
to get me to love him again.
Disclaimer: this is not about my actual father
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