a concept tarred and feathered by gender

Before we realized children’s well-being suffocated under the tar.

Like the slow pull of a sticky bandage from skin,

Best interest, now skinned and raw

We walked backward

Half time for any father who seeks

Even a man set to destroy.

In the name of efficiency,

We half-heart our goal

And no one looks good.

Small steps, back-forth-and to the side

Lead children nowhere,

Best interests are unique,

and have no short cuts,

And no blankets


Published by sickybeat

I am a writer with an extremely active imagination. I love learning answers to questions and what makes everything and everyone tick. I am a "Unique case, medically" if nothing else. I am flawed in my extreme aversion to failure (even when "success" isn't good for me,) but have come a long way in ditching the perfectionist mindset. I like people whose default setting toward others is compassion, an open mind, and honesty

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