the mother of god

Date: 1/6/2023

my mother was god she was controlling and tyrannical and she wouldn’t let me play with the other human children. I went to school came home took care of our dogs and learned to be a good god like her. I watched her lay her plans out on the kitchen table. I watched her flood cities from our living room. and when I grew weary of her schemes I baked cookies left the creaky old oven on and blew the house sky high.