From daughter to father - by Rupi Kaur

in #poetry7 years ago

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Dad. You always call without having anything special to say. You asked what you are doing or where you are silent among us for a lifetime, in a way to find questions to make a conversation go on. What I really wanted to say: I know the world has shattered you. It was all about you, I do not blame you for not being gentle with me. There is more I wake up thinking of all the bruises you have and will never say. I also know what is the same. I am your daughter and I know that small talk is the only way you know that I love because I am the only way I know.

Rupi Kaur -

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