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The child's been avenged The child's been avenged and at last layed to rest. I sleep easier now, couched in the relief of her repose, no longer needing to tend to her midnight tears, her hard-earned tantrums, her so long unresolved despair, and ever-stinging rememberances of Betrayal. And in her rest, I invite this invasion of something new (but familiar) at last feeling the room in my self-carved canyons to set to seed new worlds. But i discover in her silence(s), and in this newly seasoned garden, the tears of a child turned woman and so long ignored in the tending to that now sleeping girl. And though the garden grows well, My stomach turns itself over as i remember how long ago I gave up on freedom. |
The child's been avenged © 2000 by J. Carrington Scott
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