Mother Always Asked Uncle Art to Babysit

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By Carol Christine Fair

His avuncular fingers
plunged deep
into my
girlish flesh,

Plowed furrows and planted seeds of rage
that grew into Sequoias
stretching upward
toward the sky
to scratch his deeds into the crisp cerulean
To draw the eyes of my
Daunted mother, demanding that she countenance
His crimes just once before cancer claimed her.
Having at last seen, slump in shame and pain, and
Beg her only daughter for absolution.

         
Carol Christine Fair is an associate professor with the School of Foreign Service at Georgetown University. She has published poetry in the Dime Show Review, The Bark and has pieces forthcoming in Clementine Unbound and Badlands Literary Journal.

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