12
I am looking down
on a waterfall
and beginning to feel
far away.
Everything starts to drip. Slowly,
I understand it is my fault.
4
You leave me alone.
You leave me alone
with these thoughts.
He touches me
and I feel
thirsty.
He touches me
and I pretend
water is what I want.
5
My stomach cramps
every moment
my sister's swells.
Why pass down
a curse?
Why allow a child
the chance
to disappoint
to flee
to see something
as beautiful as the ocean
turn ugly?