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dad,

i wish you payed us more attention.

than those beer bottles
than those cigarette packs

i wish acted like parent, instead of a baby sitter

i'm angry at you, you know that?

for slurring your words when i came through the door

for smelling the sour smell of smoke on your clothes

for never admitting you have problem

for never being as affectionate as you should've

for not treating my mother and brother the right way

for signing those papers splitting what was left of that shitty household apart

now you're sick

and i have to take care of you

i wish you had done the same for me too

i love you, dad.

yours truly,
your daughter nina

April 30, 2017

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