A father wound!

What about those of us who have no cherished memories of our fathers? Birthed by abusers, or absent fathers…

Who do we look to for guidance? Some of us blame death, but our fathers left us way before the bullets. 

And some of us have fathers who stayed we wish were gone for they ate our flesh before the hyenas they were supposed to shield us from…

A father wound.

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