Photo Challenge #137


I cannot abide your wickedness
presumed or otherwise.
Starving children
held captive behind four walls
and a vindictive sneer.

I do not remember you
for we have never met
but I have feared you,
the intimations of abuse.

Against what sins does her hysteria preach?
She never recovered from her childhood,
she never spoke of it, only to say
that the scars were fresh and deep
and that no amount of stitching or simulating
would ever render her complete.

13 responses to “Photo Challenge #137

    • My grandmother had so many different versions of stories and she could be very amusing when telling them or very scary but I am not sure among them which was true and what wasn’t.

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