Above: White Rabbit scene from the Disney movie Alice In Wonderland.
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dear mom,
today i saw a little girl on the swings
no older than i was before i lost hope
before the twinkle in my irises dimmed, and i still saw you as my whole world
like a fireball in the night sky that died eons ago unbeknownst to the stargazer
but you can't help but watch, unable to tear your eyes away from the impeding explosion
before smiles stopped reaching my eyes, and I still had wrinkles from laughing too much
as if the corners of my lips were sewn on, stitched with the thread of my tears
my seamstress no other person than you
before i could no longer remember your voice that was once music to my ears
like a song that you can't remember the title of
my memories distorted by the screams and shouts that poisoned
the girl was with her mother
it made my heart hurt
it opened up cracks that i had already patched too many band-aids on
and jealousy ran through my veins, my blood pumping green with envy
that she still had someone
who was still there to give her a push to reach the stars when she needed it
who cared enough to build her wings so that she could fly
who stayed behind her, ready to catch her if she fell
unlike you
who pushed me so far away that the Milky Way galaxy of dreams turned into a black hole of nightmares
who stole my wings for yourself, and flew away from our family's nest
who constantly left my side,
exchanging me like a bad deal of cards for whoever waited in bed
pushing me to fall so deep into this endless pit of despair like i was alice
as if you were the white rabbit hopping on the run, with no time to spare
pocket watch in hand, one foot always out the door
'oh dear! oh dear! i shall be too late!' rings in my ears
except this hell is no wonderland
yours truly,
evelyn
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Love,
Kiana
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PoetryA girl receives a letter from the mother who abandoned her years ago, leaving her to deal with the remnants of their broken family alone. She attempts to respond by bottling her emotions into the chaotic lines of poems, as old scars are reopened. ...
