the precipice

January 25, 2019

you made a game of dangling me off the edge of your lap as i sat facing you, my back arching wildly towards the ground. “i’m not gonna let you fall,” you invariably said when i inevitably protested. i didn’t believe you then and scarcely believe it now, but you kept your promise until the end and for that i will always be grateful.

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