single parenthood
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Just breathe. Remind myself people always leave. This time I have two heartbeats and one is in pain. The other is wrapped in chains. Just to keep it from being opened. Too pure to end up broken.
Fast food every night might sound ideal to a kid
but it left her often hungry for more.
She'd rummage through half-empty cupboards,
the kithen walls sticky with cigarette tar,
