Love Poem, Pain

Falter

My father said

he was sorry

he had to hit me

but I was just so bad

he didn’t know what

else to do.

I asked him if he

ever tried

to use his words?

He held out his hands,

forged by violence,

& whispered

that he didn’t know how..

_Niran†.

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