• Suzzanne Fairbank

truth be told

Updated: Jun 29


And so, there it lies, soaked in mud of angry heart and victim mind, spread like a blanket beneath feet that thrive on anything ugly.


The untruth.

I step over its tattered edges, pick it up

and shake it off,

and fold it into corners, colors and brightness that tongues cannot soil and feet cannot crush.


The truth.

~sf


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