KEEPING PROMISES

By Hope Savage

You asked your sister where her mummy was

and I was too slow to intervene.

‘You mean our real mummy?’.

Amongst the ‘I hate you’

and ‘you pushed me’ tension

of another new family,

our fragile glass was fractured

as your tiny lip wobbled.

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