lass photo


I knew who I betrayed.

My short life was like our family outings to the circus. 

It wasn’t so bad. A bit with a clown, some cotton candy And just as things got interesting, I covered my eyes.

I know what that Wallenda smile at the end was about, why they were so happy with their midair flips and near misses.

They were happy because they were brave enough to be themselves.