“I like hot people,”

Piper says

And I cry because I feel

validated

“Ew, that's gross”

A mom says 

And I go silent

Because she knows

She knows what I am

but she still says it

I'm no longer a person

I'm the sound of her voice

As it plays in my head

I'm the stiff of her back

I'm the words she says

without thinking

I'm that disgust

She'd said

“It's weird but

It doesn't matter to me"

It does though

doesn't it