Poem, Abuse, Kids

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Orbital Strikes
June 16, 2025

it’s the rod that gets spoiled
the child just grows up
or dies of it, rod, chucked
replaced, erased in rage

was hickory once, firm branch
could have been loved
oiled as a knife handle
passed to each generation

but the kid’s learned home
isn’t leaving thin lines
saying – love me or else
fetch me a damn switch –

their hickory in kitchen
teaching their children
cooking, soy sauce, garlic
composting dead history

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