3/18/26 (c)
Even before I was born, I knew
it was best not to inconvenience Momma.
She was unconscious, unaware
how carefully, how quickly I slid out
from her unwelcoming womb
into the loud, jarring world.
She missed the first abusive slap of my birth
and spent the rest of our life trying to replicate it.
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