My mother's loathing is my ownA Poem by Ally AnnIs it love or generational self-hatred
I have been told I look like my mother
in the way we laugh at the same jokes and show love through our eyes, emotions never quite being able to hide and I always take these comments in with so much admiration and pride, yet when my mother says she hates how she looks I begin to think that is a reflection of me. If we are the same does she not point these poisonous thoughts at my chest too? Bulls-eye patterned loathing that strikes in the same place twice, and I am left to wonder whether her self-hatred is not just for one but for two. © 2022 Ally Ann |
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