Call It What You Want

by Brigid Kemmerer

I don’t carry a grudge, but I have a functioning memory.”

He’s never been this close to me before, and he smells like spices and warmth and every dirty thought I’ve ever had.

To reconcile that the good memories didn’t vanish just because there were bad ones in there, too. All those memories are a part of who I am. The good ones and the bad ones.”