#ForTheCareTakers
...and then there are those nights.
when shame and guilt streak sheets. Faces. and wet eyes ask silent questions you will never know how to answer Because you cannot stop Time or slow his march through their body This disobedient body that no longer takes orders from the spirit it housed that breathes life into that house. and haunts it still. you will not be able to explain why they look in the mirror and do not recognize this disobedient husk staring back at them with wet questioning eyes. all you can do all you can do back at them with wet questioning eyes. all you can do all you can do is look in their face and see your own tired reflection and in that moment you take their hand and say “I know you.” “I remember you.” “I recognize who you are.” and time slows for just a moment. -Julian*
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