6/1/2024

“I’m fresh out of the shower

And my skin smells like lavender

But something inside me feels rotten

Something about me feels permanently dirty

Like the only solution would be to loosen the screws in my skull

And pour lavender soap into my brain

Let the hot water run over my memories

And wash them down the drain

If only it were that easy to forget you… and myself… and that day

But unfortunately,

Memory is the one stain that soap and water can’t erase”

Whitney