Something he told me
That I try to forget
–how can you be a mom like this–
Or some ugly variation
Was I on the bathroom floor when it was said
Or was that just where it replays in my head?
I remember it tonight
Talking to someone who’s heard ugly things too
Telling her they’re not true
Because they. are. not. true.
And fuck the men who made us believe
–for even a second– that they were
With Love,
Natalie