I stem from your body.
I inhaled you,
The pieces, the collective you,
The body corrupted, the father incarnate,
Unable to reconcile, to speak, to exist
On the same page.
I wished I could.
I tried, but your brain is a wall.
Your face a lie, some version, exposed
But careful, daughter of mine, the possession,
The obsessive claim, ownership,
Of the female body.
I have you on my face, your rage in my own gut.
How you ran away from everything painful.
The terrifying sound of your slippers.
The staircase cut short, the rotten temper
Out of proportion, listening to you,
Muting your mouth, the spit, the bile
And viciousness, and harvesting my guilt,
My abhorrent self, how I let things happen,
How I let you happen in the name of infantile love.
I looked for it in invisibility.
I had no idea what it should look like.
I searched for it in the slap of your hand,
The curse words directed at my body,
The way you screamed that you cared,
And it got so sick and deformed, something of
Our own, a hand-me-down destruction, unstudied
You touch what you don't deserve.
You envied my accomplishments,
Reducing them to nothing,
Reducing me to nothing,
Shattering me once I managed to
Build myself back up,
Without your foundation,
But you always got me, Daddy.
Telling me I don't deserve it.
Telling me that I'm no good.
Telling me that look repulsive.
Telling me that I eat like a pig.
Telling me that you're glad to push the gas pedal
Now that I'm in the car with you,
To die alongside you, you destroy what you create,
That's the way it goes, that's the way you ruled
My name is Laura Gentile. I’m of German-Italian descent and I speak five languages such as English, German, French, Italian, Luxembourgish and I’m currently learning Romanian.
I hold a Master of Arts Degree in English Literature, Film and Visual Culture (Dissertation: The Decadent in Love with his Psychopomp: Thomas Mann's 'Death in Venice' and Adrian Lyne's 'Lolita') and a Master of Letters by Research in English Literature, Film and Visual Culture (Thesis: Romanticising Decadence and Aestheticising Death: Women as Projection Bodies and Mimetic Identities in Zola’s 'Thérèse Raquin', Schnitzler’s 'Dream Story', Süskind’s 'Perfume: The Story of a Murderer' and Eugenides’ 'The Virgin Suicides').
Author of "Within Paravent Walls". Pentalingual Idealist. Writer of psycho-corporeal Poetry. Creator of Croque-Melpomene & Les Femmes de la Décadence.
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