Vulnerable by Kristina Neal Mosley

At thirteen we’d moved back to Philadelphia

Momma said we couldn’t keep living like this

Nana opened up her corner house


But I’d caught momma running,

Back to Texas

Said she’d be better off


My Uncle came to stay,

Putting my index finger in his coffee

Said it was blackened-sweet


I slept with a knife under my pillow

I told Nana but she refused


I swallowed many tears

I prayed myself to sleep

Believing, only God

Would come,

For me


© Kristina Neal Mosley

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kristina-mosley About the Author

Kristina Mosley: An Advocate for Women’s rights. Mother of three children, Holding an B.A in Mental Health, from Wilberforce University and Master of Jurisprudence from Widener University School of law, Health law M.J.

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