Love, Your Daughter

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Truth Frazier

Hand cupped over your mouth 

Syringe to your arm 

Throat moving in familiar motion 

Thumb push push pushing until you can’t

The pill goes 

Down 

          Down 

                     Down 

Into your body 

hazel eyes that I didn’t inherit, long eyelashes, freckles, beard with pinches of grey partnered with brown curly strands I used to giggle about brushing against my face 

when I was five

when you could hold me. 

I’m sorry that you had me

2010, new responsibility, your first bundle of emotion and boy drama, having to worry about the first time I’d like someone. 

The pill went 

Down

           Down 

                      Down 

Tears fall 

Down

           Down 

                      Down 

My cheeks and past the wide nose that reflected from your face to mine because you’re my 

Dad. 

I’m sorry that I’ve let you 

Down. 

I love you dad, I hope you can feel it from the cell that keeps us apart.

Love, Truth