I get home, and put my backpack down.
6th grade is behind the front door,
to you I am a woman.
to you I am not myself. Not a girl, Not in the sixth grade...
to you..
I am an animal, a woman, a servant, a partner,


an.. eternal secret keeper...

I put on a costume and I am who you mold me into ..daddy.

you are sleeping....and I begin to run my fingernail up your leg.

remembering what we did,
you and I. I was scared, you said if you love me.

you will understand and stop being scared.


hello daddy, wake up.

I am home.

I want to make you happy.

you wake up and stare into my eyes.


Hello daddy.


I was afraid, first. but now, I want you to like me.
please dont be mad.
i wont say a word daddy.

I wont.