Friday 9/20/2019 11:15:00 PM

she remembers him. some small cut that never quite healed.

her sticks and stones hardly ample defense. as the scabs still tempt her to pick at them.

she remembers love. a recurring infection. a cancer in remission.

time doesn't negotiate. it makes demands.

she remembers him. a charming monster in grandma's bed.

it's not what happened. it's what didn't.

she remembers him. the edge she couldn't step over.

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