He reminded her of the things she had worked so hard to
forget
He reminded her of the naked monster crouched in between the lines of every
children’s book
He reminded her that she had been raised right
He reminded her of the glowing night light in her old bedroom, or more specifically
Why she'd needed it.
He spoke like the terrifying void of black moths around her sheets
Most consequentially, he reminded her of herself.
Her breath made circles in the dust beneath his bed.
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