Family heirlooms that are somewhere between old pieces of beef and fleshy fruit in the teeth of dogs. Rotting but also sweet.
Ears pinned back looking at the sunlight on stone around us all with eyes too clear, but maybe teeth too sharp.
History is passed down and learned in the moment, but it shares with the present the feeling of screaming at the pages right before a known assassination; a perfect moment with family can be where you seem to know exactly too much and nothing at the same time.
Family let’s us step outside of who we are, in all the blessings and curses that that brings.
Ears pinned back looking at the sunlight on stone around us all with eyes too clear, but maybe teeth too sharp.
History is passed down and learned in the moment, but it shares with the present the feeling of screaming at the pages right before a known assassination; a perfect moment with family can be where you seem to know exactly too much and nothing at the same time.
Family let’s us step outside of who we are, in all the blessings and curses that that brings.