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It felt nice not knowing
August 16, 2021
Do you remember when we’d go to the aquarium
and eat cups of vanilla pudding in the cool, quiet?
We didn’t know the animals were in pain.
It felt nice not knowing.
I remember the exact day I found out they were hurting.
I started sobbing right there at the sight of them
suffocating, suffering, stuck.
I remember my mother trying to comfort me
as I realized I couldn’t help them
and she couldn’t help me.
I wonder -
At what point did we become like them:
Trapped, but unable to cry for help?
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