My memories of you
A contemporary poem on abuse, survival and the thin blue line. By E.B. Johnson.
are all bad. no good.
rage, screaming, threats
to throw our mother out
on the street for her crimes
against your pride.
nights spent holding your
wife; eleven year old hands
carrying a burden they had
no right to acknowledge.
spit in the face. screams on
the other side of a door and
a thin blue line that keeps
all the voices i…