And of course, I gave another shot at my poetry ambitions with another poem titles "Trust":
Trust
Said the mother who
Kicked me out of her house
When I was ten
Is what I need. But how
Could I trust
The woman who told me
To leap but didn’t
Catch me
Like she said she would? How
Could I trust
The woman who never
Remembers my birthdays and
Who still forgets
Even after I remind her? How
Could I trust
The mother who had thrown
My favorite toy truck
In the dumpster and
Told me she had to ship it to
England for a little styling? Who
Told me the day after
I found my toy truck and
Confronted her that
It had ran away on its own? Who
Told me Santa Claus
Didn’t bring me gifts
On Christmas because
I was a bad girl and
Not because she had spent
My Christmas money on French nails? Who
Had accidentally
Left me in California
A good 10,000 miles away from home
And pretended to not recognize
Me when someone brought me back? Who
Told me she didn’t have
Her reading glasses on and
That’s why she couldn’t recognize me
After DNA tests proved otherwise? Who
Have tried
Countless times
To sell me on the black market
So she could buy a new car? Who
After kicking me out of her house
On my tenth birthday
Told me I shouldn’t be too dependent on her?
Because I’m your mother
She had said
Standing in front of my apartment
In rags and dust looking
For a place to live.
Because I’m your mother
She had said
Twenty years later.
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