a mom smoking while breastfeeding.
Or pulling a dog’s tail,
leaving the stove on,
wiping muddy feet on white carpet,
mistaking salt for sugar,
running through a stop sign,
showering with socks on,
or not hearing “I love you back”.
Like a slapped red stomach dive,
a bee stinging twice,
toes as fingers and fingers as toes,
and bleeding blue blood.
Or, a tea bag soaking in cold water,
rolling bible paper,
a snake without its safety of venom,
a sun that never sets,
and a girl without a smile.
My heart cut out,
my lung clenched,
eye whites reddened by tears, and
My lips chapped from teeth tears.
Why won’t you respond to me?
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