I can't tell the difference between ironing his clothes and my breasts anymore
He sleeps besides me with a porn magazine covering my face
Everywhere we go, he finds find a young woman and asks me "Isn't she divine?"
His words mallets and sledgehammers on my spine
My skin now burnt wrapping paper
His kisses are grease burns
He tells me that I'm too damn beautiful and too damn adorable when I cry
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Maturing in Love by Rhizome Olivia Quondam
ChickLitMaturing in Love is an anthology guide of adulthood with poems, stories, essays, and blog posts about mature themes, learning self-love, adult-relationships, social issues, and life lessons from growing older. *The blog posts are topic introductions...
