“Forgiveness is letting go of the hope for a better past” – bathroom art, Integratron
A small piece of what used to be floats away and I am covered in white. The sounds fade and my breath is all I hear.
You were there. Floating with me in this bubble of white. Your hair was black and she was small. Instructions filled with love and she laughed. The first time she felt playdough.
Now the space is white. Always white.
everything is soft
like sunrise on the sand
the day after a storm
words come out
and the blue sky is
maybe this is love
or just a perfect day
in the desert