Behind the Bedroom Door
breathers
inbetweeners
restricted, impassable
threshold
worn down
worn out
closed off
knock knock
i don’t have the heart
to turn her away
life’s knocked her down
the hinges creak
deep breath
I’m open
I’m mom
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2023
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