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I can remember seven years old
Having goldfish circuled around in a bowl
I would watch the forest
and listen to the blow
I remember the table, the drapes, and the
The dark everything: decoration, styling
Most of all, I can my mother smiling
Worn out and faded, my was scrappy
More than anything she wanted us to be
Little to eat and back and forth to the
She was right, better to be happy if possible
But the old man was under and was weak
And to beat us several times a week
He lived a king even though we were piss poor
I tried to be strong and what I wished for
My ached, my inside stung
The long belt had replaced his tongue
Not how to run or how
to hit the
A white fence was built
a pit of snakes
Both a and frightening,
the and the lightning
were the sounds and sights
of a thousand
My mother, the fish, staging eternal
Charades and parades, for the raging
Wanting to be happy, all the while
Asking me always: "Why don't you smile?"
And she'd me how to do it,
mother and
It was the saddest smile I ever saw in my
It hurt worse than death but for her I tried
And one day all of those died
Hurricane, forest fire, out of
Eyes open, on the water in the bowl
And my father came home,
he through the door
And those fish to the cat
on the kitchen
And the died too and I was still a child
And the three of us as my mother smiled