La Virgen de las Mercedes

Don’t worry, we’re on the same page.

You’ve made all these knots in my stomach and back. And you’ve pulled them tight with your hands and your mouth. You’ve pulled them tight with comfort and reaffirmation. And you left them there. All the smiles and touches and kind words sunk deep and settled and hollowed into this knotted pit that’s every fear I told you I had. And that you said I could forget.