Superhuman

Being abused has its warm spots.

You develop a superhuman sense

to detect danger

and an intimidating ability

to observe subtle cues

most people miss or prefer to forget.

I first noticed this when I was 7,

where, upon returning home from

school I knew my mother wanted me

to proceed to the bedroom and prepare

myself for her, even before she did.

We are the best people pleasers

and service workers, hands down. And

some of us, gods that we are,

can even read minds

if we haven’t spent too much time

generating worlds to live reclusively in.

So divine and high culture we are,

while we are being mistreated, or

whenever we are in pain we can  

leave our bodies at will and float above the

earth like clouds, and some of us know

how to stay up there all our lives.

Author: Chris Russell

Chris Russell holds an MFA in Writing from Vermont College of Fine Arts and lives in Concord, New Hampshire where he follows two paths: a calling as a poet, and an altruistic vocation as an education support professional.