Poem: She was family

Unsplash.com She came to us in a cardboard box. Her natural ears were down her uncut tail was wagging long our baby doe-like clown warm copper reddish brown with short haired fur like a deer white chest, black muzzle mouth in a serious frown with a bright white stripe along her sweet frozen nose like…

Poem: Relying on god to solve your problems is choosing victimhood

Why do religions preach helplessness as a virtue? Don’t wait for god to save you You’ve been entrusted with so many gifts What’re you hiding them for? Who taught you to lie down and stay down? Who trained you to fear inner power? They did the pretend experts Who convinced you of unworthiness The lie…

Poem : Born to Rescue Them

We children, aged 6,12,14, counterbalanced and comforted her, against our father’s constant criticism and sudden rages. But we were still children, sophisticatedly wise, but we couldn’t handle the adult level of responsibility, that protecting her required. We couldn’t stand guard by her side at all times, and we couldn’t release her from the hellish marriage…