A Nuclear Childhood Poem by Donal Mahoney

A Nuclear Childhood



What if your parents
had never met
had never married

had never yelled
at each other
and instead had wed

someone they loved
and lived peacefully
all those years.

That would have been
their Eden but you
shaking there now

decades later
wouldn't be with us
cursing the tremors

of a nuclear childhood
you still remember
long after they're dead.

Monday, June 20, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: child abuse,marriage
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