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Innocence
There was
never a time
of innocence.
School boys
laughed at my
skinny legs, big feet,
and budding breasts,
but at night, I was
one of many altars
where my father knelt.
never a time
of innocence.
School boys
laughed at my
skinny legs, big feet,
and budding breasts,
but at night, I was
one of many altars
where my father knelt.
Published 30th Sep 2023
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30th Sep 2023 6:41pm
From many alters (old geeks)............or many altars (where to cherish in odd fashions?)
30th Sep 2023 7:37pm
1st Oct 2023 6:51am
A double edged sword to be rejected by peers, the people you could have been able to open up to, and to have less welcome attention from a parent. Sense the painful paradox.
4th Oct 2023 2:25am
We deal what life gives us and we come out stronger because of it. Keep on writing.
4th Oct 2023 11:33pm
Have you ever had any real peace in your life? I'd like to speculate that life got better once you started work. I hope it did.
5th Oct 2023 2:28pm
I had happy times in college and after but don't think I know what peace would feel like.
