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That Was The Time

Julia O’Donovan

The grounds are full of ice
The mail carrier is moving slow
How many times have they slipped?
Their balance must be good

I remember the winter
Mother slipped on the ice
Came down hard
Breaking her leg

That was the year
I drank too much
They put me in restraints
And pumped my stomach

That was the time
We should have
Packed it up
Called it quits

No one liked you
Said I could do better
But I let you
Bully me

You were so controlling
You once called me
Home from work early
To mow the fucking lawn

That was the year
You threw a chair at me
For something
I didn’t understand

You made it a point
For me to be
As miserable
As you

You said you would leave me
When I turned thirty
I turned thirty
And thankfully, you left



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