Hear your voice.

Displaced.

Itching in my ears.

It remembers.

It remembers.

Burnt coffee,

Pungent and acidic.

Sickening.

It remembers.

It remembers.

Black and brown.

Clashing shades of leather.

Perfectly aligned.

It remembers.

It remembers.

Fear.

Shame.

Hate.

Love?

It remembers.

It remembers.

Why can’t I?