far from home without a clue by catieisavampire159, literature
Literature
far from home without a clue
when i was eight,
my mother told me that some fish need air to breathe.
and then she bundled my hair on top of my head
and kissed me goodnight.
when i was ten,
my father told me that my legs were as hairy as a gorilla.
and then he laughed and told me not to take it personally
and stared up at the evening sky.
* * *
my mother was a good woman.
she liked her coffee medium and her man to be strong.
my father was a quiet man.
he only yelled at my sister and me while we were so disappointing.
at least i wasn't alone.
* * *
i lost a friend in between the couch cushi