 Absent father, crack-haired mama. Traditional recipe for a childhood trauma. Brought into this world so racist, so sexist, but no room for respite when you just want breakfast. Sold in a foster kit. Third Ward, Texas. For the sake of this rhyme, let's just name her Alexis. But the story has many names. Face on many frames. Everything was bad, but got worse when it came. Way to say it, but that's how they saw it. The predators and pedophiles that watch from the closet. They pose as a