Chunky Tinsel

Some people just want to be tied to chaos and toxicity.

What do y’all get out of being pessimistic?

I love my widow’s peak. I never understood why people cut theirs.

I’m cold and I’m ashamed, bound and broken on the floor.

The grass tickled my skin, and the sun watched over endless games of ring play until the streetlights called us home. Laughter filled the air, and imagination took us everywhere and nowhere at once. To be little again, when the only thing we ever ran out of was daylight.

There I stood, watching the days blur into one. Seasons changed, life moved forward, and hope slowly faded. Nothing changed but time, and hoping cost me pieces of myself.

Needed that in-person moment. But I didn’t have a say.

Have you not learned from Tyler Perry? Girl, ask for help.

For what it’s worth I hope the day is kind to you.

I’m cold.

I should’ve gotten ice cream before it was late.

For what it’s worth I hope the day is kind to you.

Your mother.