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Songbird

She told me everything-
How her father used his fleshy piston to sow his seed all over the trailer park
How her mother quieted her brain synapses with brandy or gin
How she was supposed to have a younger brother, but he came out raw and bleeding
How she wanted me to come to the lake, but the neighbors might think I’m Mexican- or worse

She cut my hair with kitchen shears and it never grew long again
She seduced me with the grime underneath her fingernails

She shattered everything-
The pieces were so little she tricked me into seeing whole
And then everything was whole, whole, holes

She went on a restorative adventure and met people that were crazier than her
They mixed her forbidden cocktails of ideology and fear of the normative four-walled house, changing her addictions

She lost the tempting trills in her desperate song
She lost her bright feathers and tried to make me see her new ones
She always made her voice louder, sharper, rustier-
But she liked my words