• Whisper the words
    Never her name, she has none
    Title after title we address the creature
    Daughter, oldest, girl, hurt, lost

    Muted words not meant to be hear
    You realize it has ears and
    Don't stop at all
    You can't hear her screams
    You don't feel her pain

    I am not a mere ghost.
    Flesh and bone and blood
    Your blood
    Your child
    Say my name

    I am more than a word
    More than a plaque on the wall
    More than a picture of a memory
    Recognize me.
    I am here.