Dad blew bubbles
against my belly
and between my legs

Dad woke me up
to pee, and massaged me
inside

     On his calendar
     Dad puts signs
     for the safe times

     I started to smell
     of fear, infected
     by the smell of my sisters

          That invited him
          You can come, it's safe
          we dare not do anything

          or say anything
          we want to cover it up
          But no perfume is strong enough

               I look seriously
               in the mirror
               and I don't see it

               I am praised
               for my beautiful drawings
               of tortured women