Challenge
Write about coming out! This time in the point of view of a parent hearing it from their child.
oh shit.
i mean i love you
you're my daughter
but shit
i had a life
planned out for you.
a wedding, colors blue and white,
a boy's tears matching his shirt
as he saw you walk down the aisle.
two children, maybe three,
little rugrats to call me grandma
no
not grandma
i'm too young for that.
i had a life planned out for you but
you just ripped it away
tore it up like paper
tossed it away like trash
it's gone.
the life i wanted
you to have —
shit.
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