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red
I remember so vividly
the last words spoken,
as the spicy soda bubbles
regurgitated in my gullet-
“Who are you, honey? Where are you from?”
The red condom an inadequate consolation prize,
Is rape real
when the perpetrator is calm pseudo caring fast efficient, thorough?
(Yes. It is real, says the dark twin.)
And fuck you and fuck him. And I hate you, and everything.
(You didn’t believe me.)
And fuck you and fuck him. (I did.)
And I hate you, and everything…
(thus screams the woman child)
You will never be a real man!
You will rot
as I rejoice.
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