Homeless

There is much that they wish that wasn't remembered- but memory, being as it is one cannot forget. And so, counselors, whether benevolent and sincere or therapy, cognitive, behavioural or otherwise will not erase, undo the horrors of the past. So here they are wondering what next? Here among women, forgotten- some bright and educated beaming with potential others, lost, zapped of mind and of vigor. Here, in this "shelter" a word implying comfort and peace where all are homeless with children and parents, husbands and siblings. But what of them? who knows (but us) and who even cares? (but us) And we, mothers and daughters wives and sisters are all discarded like junkyard cars out of style- useless. Though yes, some will move on- rise up while others remain stuck in their quicksand of strife. As for this one, does she even know what direction she will go?