MY MOTHER

 And so...

She danced with fire on her dark breasts,

With thunder and lightning above her head,

Her eyes were red like crimson.

She called out my name...

A different one entirely, 

I turned blind and deaf to my mother's thunderous call.

I struck her with a four legged table,

Just before father had restrained me.

I wondered if this was my mother:

Dressed in white, covered in native chalks, 

Like the chief priestess of amadioha. 

#paulopaz

#2021

the ripper

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