Sister and I—
She older than me
Mom is away
At shops for the day
Babysitter at home
But she’s occupied
Shall we jump,
The bed is free?
Mom won’t hear
Because she’s not here
Arrived from ballet
And we have so much energy
Jump, jump and jump some more
Until finally I jump to the floor
Freshly polished to make it gleam
Shoulder connects, collarbone does too
Snap!
Six year old frame breaks in two
Pain surges raw!
I’ve never felt agony before
And mom’s not here
Only babysitter, sister and me
I can’t move, I can’t walk
And I know what it feels to
Want to die
Poems and Petals 