Spittle falls
Mother, you screamed
And raged
And spit fell
From your lips
I cowered before you
helpless
And afraid
I could not run.
One day
you might
transform
my fragile stability
by some miracle.
And I would love you.
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Spittle Falls
"A daughter recalls her fear of her mother."
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