Tag: discipline

• Discipline

  The earliest I can remember feeling it was in that time between pulling my pants down, and waiting for Mom to come in. I was probably around 6. I’d put my arms up on the bed and stare at the wall as a way of trying to not make any gesture she might find undesirable. […]

  Chris Russell

  July 9, 2021

  Free Verse Poetry

  Autobiographical poems, bed, Childhood poems, Definition poems, discipline, Illness/mental health poems, mother/son poems, toys