Apr 10, 2021
1 min read
Unsafe place
The stinging fingers of memory curl into me
The closet you took me into … the school I sat in … the office you called me to … the door you unlocked … the closet filled with basketballs and gymnastics mats and weights … the ping pong table folded up you leaned me into … the look in your eyes and the confusion swirling … your cloying broad lips and the closely shaved whiskers and the way your tie knotted .. and…
