In the driver’s seat


My Big Sis rode shotgun. Father smokes a fag while we idle. I crank the baby blue VW Bus in reverse, then center. We roll.

My bony ass and posterior thighs stung for several days.

The neighbor has one weekend per month of custody.
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Published by: hermourningcoffee

Walking a fine line between genius and insanity. My words are raw, sometimes visceral and vulgar.  I write to settle my thoughts.  I have triggers that extract emotional immaturity and deep-rooted trauma, fear, anger, insecurity, and vulnerability. I heal with every stroke of the pen. Night Falls, I fear myself. I AM the monster underneath my bed. I do not wish to provoke you.  As you venture into my headspace, you ARE a willing participant. Disclaimer: 40/60 IRT

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