the first time you called me crying,
there was a wasp in your living room.
I ran over as fast as I could. I killed
the wasp, picked you up off the
bathroom floor, and took you to the mall.
this is the sort of excitement you bring
into everyday life. the next time you
called me crying, he was gone. I could
run as fast as I could, but no matter
how much I wanted to, I couldn’t just
pick you up off the bathroom floor and
take you to the mall. not this time.