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Tomorrow
Damp walls surround me,
encasing in them
all the
hurt and
hopelessness and
helplessness
I feel.
“Sarah.”
“Ben.”
they run to me
not understanding
I am a million times
more afraid than them.
Reach in my pocket
and pull out a
piece of bread
This is what we have left.
How? Why?
I was always good,
always kind,
always fair.
But him.
Him.
I won’t say his name.
There is nothing left for me
because of him.
All I have
is an alley corner
with two kids
huddled up against me.
No car.
No house.
No money.
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow we will go.
to a shelter,
they will help us,
right?
Tomorrow.
Tomorrow we will go.
Tomorrow we will start over.
What will I do if
tomorrow
never comes?
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