savior
i've walked tightropes in hallways,
i've walked tightropes in hallways,
The point was not that bandaids actually made anything better, but that they made my kids feel better. It didn’t matter that the skin hadn’t been broken or that the source of their pain was invisible - a bandaid brought comfort.
behind bathroom doors, rumors uttered under breath
she burned her cigarette lips and truths into my forehead, asked me to forget