Debt of Blood

The word ungrateful split the air like a slap, and in its echo my childhood rearranged itself into an invoice. My mother’s face gleamed with tears, but her eyes stayed dry, appraising, as if every bedtime story and bandaged knee had been an advance on a loan I’d failed to repay. My father stood beside her like a silent collector, arms crossed, waiting for my default. The old urge to apologize rose, metallic and sour, but beneath it something older stirred—an exhausted knowing that love should not arrive with terms and conditions. The hallway thickened with invisible contracts I’d signed just to stay safe, all the times I’d confused being obedient with being worthy, survival with de… Continues…

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