3yrsold.

3yrsold.

A Poem by brianna vega

 

three years old.

i remember

hazy but imprinted in my mind

sitting in my room

doors locked shut tight

his voice

loud loud loud booming

                              i never heard my mother.

                   but i knew she was dying crying

        inside& out.

© 2008 brianna vega


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brianna vega
brianna vega

city of lost angels, CA



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