7.28.2011

pretty little girl

i lost.

i have visits. and phone calls.
you know what she says to me?

when are you coming home, daddy?
and that, i don’t know what you say to that.

every day.
sometimes it’s short. sometimes it’s long.
you know, she’s four.
she’s cute, too.

i'm nineteen.

jennifer.

yeah, she’s healthy.
she’s just a pretty little girl.

she would have a baby sister, too.
but she went and did it.
she really went and did it.

i don’t know how i didn’t do it.
just kill her.

you will feel like strangling her.

i'm going to have quick smoke.

i just need to save a little more.
then i’m going to convince her
to give me my girl and hopefully
i’ll take her to the states.
we’ll settle down.

twenty-six.

she’s due again in five months.
wants a DNA test for this one.

i’m going to go before i get too emotional.
you have a good night.

i will.

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