momma brought a man home one day
he smelled dangerous
and momma smelled sad
she yelled at brother and i to go on, git!
and we scrambled out the door
we didn't go back in that house till we saw that man leave
it felt like hours later
and when we went back in
i heard momma crying in her room
she didn't come out that night
i made two hotdogs i found buried in the freezer for brother and i
and scraped the mold off the hotdog buns
that wasn't the last time momma sold her body
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Short Storythere's something especially heartbreaking about watching your daddy leave. there's something oh so ruining about watching your momma cry.
