15 january 2012
Through the Crack- a response to The City of Beasts by Isabel Allende
When I came home that day,
I saw you with that razor—
right next to Mom’s neck.
Her tears were falling
as anger coursed through my body,
forcing me to do what I regret.
I tackled you to the floor,
ignoring Mom’s calls.
I blindly threw the punches—
hoping you’d do more than just fall.
Then I heard her voice
echo through my head.
“It’s all right, son!
Calm down! ” she begged.
I staggered off of you.
I couldn’t believe what I’d done.
I ran to my room
and my destruction had begun.
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