Making Your Mark
When I tried to scrub the walls knowing we wouldn’t get the deposit back, I cursed. But, your handprints were your signature and my heart didn’t want to erase that.
In the end, the paint left a stain like smashed blueberries.
Your handprints bled through layers of the landlord’s paint, ghosts of the happy years before work and worry take their place in your life.
Drive those dark spirits out with color and mess and love.
Paint the whole goddamn world.
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