Sunday, Feb 22, 2026 at 1:25 PM
February 22, 2026•211 words
The noise in my had won't quiet.
My mom opened up a wound, as she does, and the pain is gushing out
Im not staying present Im not here
im in hypothetical situations
about lies she might be telling
the self satisfied grin on her face when she
thought she was cosplaying fox and friends
in my neighborhood coffee shop
and while I tried my best to...ignorantly
tried to approach the lies she absorbed
and flung out with the expectation
I exert all my mental and emotional energy
the satisfa...
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