Childhood in Concrete

 

she remembers sitting

outside the church

on concrete steps

lost in conversation

with the others in her head

 

a strange little girl

obsessed with religious icons

and the stories of martyrs

she often felt faint

overwhelmed with anxiety

 

she could’ve been abducted

by aliens or those that prey

on little girls on steps

outside of catholic churches

but she wasn’t

 

 

Copyright June 2017

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