mother: [ˈmə-thər]
n. One who loves and cares for her children;
v. to watch over, nourish, and protect.father: [fah-th er]
neither an anchor to hold us back,
nor a sail to take us there;
but a guiding light whose love shows us the way.******
The birth giver and sperm donor are supreme artists.
Their words,
hands,
legs,
anything they hold, are paintbrushes of pain.
My body,
mind,
heart,
and soul
are their canvas.
It's the perfect masterpiece, enhanced with splotches of black and blue, combined with splatters of blood red.
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Falling
Short StoryShe thought that wings would allow her to fly. But, she didn't know it stings to have it spread across the sky. So, she finally took a step away from her own hell. With a smile that wept the girl silently fell. ~ A short story of a girl and her...