Mama’s Broken Heart

I cut my bangs with some rusty kitchen scissors I screamed his name ‘til the neighbors called the cops I numbed the pain at the expense of my liver Don’t know what I did next, all I know […]

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The House That Built Me

I know they say you can’t go home again. I just had to come back one last time. Ma’am I know you don’t know me from Adam. But these hand prints on the front steps are mine. Up […]

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