At 16, She experienced rape.
- Chronic Migraine.
- Arthritis.
- Hypoesthesia.
- Ulcer.
- Hypertensive.
Her 17th birthday came with a baby's outcry.
Fifteen years later, She died of HIV.
She might have thought of wrapping me up and leaving somewhere along the roadsides, severally.
Despite any being with a dangling shaft in between those thighs.
Probably took a whole lot of process in acclimatizing and beginning to appreciate the different kind of radiance I was to her life.
But, I know Mum wanted to stay.
