I Can Be a Better You

by Tarryn Fisher

Though, let it be known that my mother is a cunt.

I wondered if someone who had fire in their soul would have smoke coming out of their mouth.

People can smell kindness on you even when you act like an asshole to scare them away.

I was selfish that way, wanting people to bend and give me the love I needed, not necessarily the love they knew how to give.

Life was weird; people were twisted. You had to make the best of it, or roll over and die. You could knit it out, or scrapbook it out, or CrossFit it out. My way was to write it out.

I can make you a part of something great and beautiful and still portray you as the ugly thing you are.