Poem: "Why I Named My Pet Rock Mom"

[ysabetwordsmith]

This poem was inspired by the story "Hello, Rachel Eastwitch" by dialecticdreamer. It also fills the "parent" square in my 5-1-18 Gimmicks / Roles / Characters card for the Pro Wrestling Bingo fest. It has been sponsored by bairnsidhe. This poem belongs to the Mercedes thread of the Polychrome Heroics series.

Warning: The backstory includes serious abuse.


"Why I Named My Pet Rock 'Mom'
or, 10 Ways a Smooth Stone Is Better Than an Abusive Parent"


A pet rock is old and has seen it all before.

A pet rock will always be there for me.

A pet rock will listen to anything I tell it.

A pet rock can't stalk me and my family.

A pet rock will never let me down.

A pet rock will never call me useless.

A pet rock will never badmouth me to other people.

A pet rock will never mess with my education.

A pet rock will never hit me, or hit anyone I love.

A pet rock will never pretend to love me and then hurt me.

Comments

[technoshaman]

Ouch, only, DESERVED for the people it's pointed at (as opposed to the people it is in sympathy of)...

Of course, there do exist folk who are at least as much better than a pet rock than a pet rock is better than certain excuses for parents. (Yes, Mama, I am looking at you.) (serves her up a bowl of chunky matzoh ball soup, because one HONOURS one's mama regardless of the genetics.)

Good job showing Jules’ perspective

[mashfanficchick]

This just makes me want to go after Rachel even more. *snarls in virtuous anger*

Am now--

[dialecticdreamer]

Picturing this poem making the rounds at the school. Pinned inside lockers, taped to the outside of lockers, on teachers' doors, and so on... Not to bother Jules, but to make the point that abuse is SUBTLE sometimes, and it takes people willing to SPOT IT as well as stand up to it.