I forgive you -
because in my mind
band-aids still make
the pain go away
just like when
we were little
pushing each other
on the swings so we
could watch each other
jump off
skinning our knees
on the wood chips
so we had another
story to tell.
Just like when
we were playing with
the dog next door and
he got too excited
scratching at us for more
that night we bled
together in the living room
while watching the
Land Before Time movies
and eating twizzlers
cleaning out the cuts
every hour on the hour
turning our dolls to the wall
so they didn’t have nightmares
from the sight of blood.
I forgive you -
because even though
it’s been ten years,
we’re still young. . .
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