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Last night at dinner,
Dad watched me push on
a bump on my back,
massaging it with three fingers
in circular motions.
Hold my neck up high,
make a straight line,
shoulders back,
the bump still there.

“Your mother had that, you know.
Just get used to it.”

The only piece of you in me
is something I don't want.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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rockstardream said...
Jan. 23, 2013 at 10:21 pm
Wow! It's a short piece, but very powerful in the feeling you're trying to convey.
 
Dreamer_ said...
Jan. 22, 2013 at 5:16 pm
Simple and moving, I like it!  I was thinking the bump is cancer, or?
 
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