the cow is my mother

Great show of love mother.

Tell me more about your child hood. I want to hear about the ghost who hurt you. How no one not even your mother believed you. How he would come to you at night and pull your covers off and tell you nasty things. 

What did that little casper whisper in that little ear of yours? Did he tell you tails of his youth. About the ghost that fucked him over?

Did you ask him if that was why he made you do what you did? 

My mother was fourteen when she had walking into the living room of her parents house. Her blood followed her like a pet. Her shadow.

My grandfather would never talk about that night. How he had almost lost his daughter. They never got the shadow out of the rug.