Running through the house
Play with me, Jan
Yvonne, What does rape mean?
Help me make a cake.
Marlene, play me a song.
You're supposed to pay attention,
Entertain me and
teach me things I don't understand.
Sisters are for kissing me better.
As grown women you still support me.
My bumps and my bruises
Not your fault.
You wrap me in a warm blanket
and caress me
As I tremble.
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