{and of because like excuses} shanti perez and when she talks nonstop it feels wasteful to try and get a word in edgewise, anywhere, along the line of conversation she’s having with herself—a justification of sorts, an excuse piled atop another excuse, because she does not wish to hear the truth because it means she will have to take responsibility, like some duty, an act of trust, she has long avoided like saying yes when she means no. and she tells you how wrong she is, how bad and how absent she’s been—all these years of others who have wondered where she’s been of those who’ve been better off, she says, without her because she didn’t know what she wanted because she couldn’t pull it together like that makes a difference now like coming back then leaving again is right and it will always be on other people and they will hear about it second hand of how they do not make things happen of how they have not done enough to open doors because she has had every chance she denies because of other people who do not hold her hand like she says she needs like when she feels victimized and of because like now she has and of because like what she claimed of because like how they kept from her of because like how all these years because like she wasn’t ready because like for it to be all up to her like to make the call like now |