My mother has the kind of rage
That grows inside her chest.
Sometimes,
Her womb.

So for the 9 months that I sucked her blood, her rage got transferred onto me.
Combined with my blood, now flowing through my veins.
So
Whenever I feel pure rage, I know it's my mother's. But
I'm afraid.

What if ── my daughter is bound to inherit it from me?

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