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A Letter to My Parents

March 19, 2019


A Letter to my Parents


A kiss followed by a

Desperate scramble to erase the evidence

Crying, sobbing, guilt, and pleasure

The summer I don’t remember


“Good parenting”


The memories gone

Only a good catholic girl remains

Biting my tongue and

Swallowing my sins

Searching for a will to live


A cyclical, hypocritical, painful lie

Carrying on for too long

Struggling to breathe through the mask they forced on


But then,


Brown-eyed girl

Dimpled cheeks

I’m supposed to feel sorry

But I only feel free


The summer I don’t remember

- Anonymous 

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