Foreign Word We Call Love
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  • Reads 138
  • Votes 19
  • Parts 4
  • Time 24m
Ongoing, First published Jul 16, 2015
Mature
"What do you really love?"

"Love? I don't love. Because, as soon as I do.. some shit always seems to blow up in my face.. My moms is dead b. Dead. I ain't done shit to nobody and they killed my moms. My sister is gone and my brother got fucked up in the system. So don't fucking tell me shit about what I love. Cuz it's nobody. The only thing that's been stopping me from slitting my fucking wrist is this right here," she held up the blunt. 

"Don't say that, cuz shit has a weird way of making its rounds, Ma." I walked closer to her. 

I looked in her eyes and for a quick second, I thought I could see a spark, or even a fucking emotion. 

She stared intensely in my eyes before blowing her smoke in my face and walking away.
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