made and unmade
made by my mother
unmade by her pain
made by my father
unmade by disdain
made by my friends
unmade as I grew
made by my voices
unmade by them too
made by my lovers
unmade when love fled
made by my husband
the unmaking I dread
made by my children
grandchildren
and more
made by myself
now I'm no longer
poor
Wednesday, March 11, 2015
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