Partial Custody

He stuns me with a slap back

"Can you take that?

I'll take you to your mom's in the hatchback."

He throughs me over the shoulder,

mannerisms growing colder.

Throwing tears into a holster

forced to bolster- violence is closer.

Young and alone, left to roam,

looking for a place to call my home.

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