Friday, November 14, 2025

Theft

Deception can rot a thing
faster than air or time.
Love, when it betrays,
can steal God from your hands.

"Some wounds," the counselor said,
"just take longer to heal."

And I understood what she meant
as I touched the child's face
dissolving into the fogged mirror.

 

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