A Mother’s Guilt – An Erased #Haibun

 

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I close my eyes. The guilt presses against my skull. Blood pounds the base drum in my ears. I try to breathe, but a noise pulls the trigger and rage convulses out of the monster‘s mouth. Their confusion shines through giant brown mirrors that reflect the ugly creature before them.

 

tears spill

moments slip away

defeated

 

hands

press against

my eyes

(breathe)

until the monster

is no longer a giant

and the mirrors reflect

how I want to be

 

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Erased haibun is a form I learned for #NaPoWriMo.

Submitted for this week’s open link night over at dVerse.