He said he loved my body and he loved my brain,

But there were some parts of me in between 

That he wasn't sure about.

"Well what else is there?" I wanted to say.

But I've always figured,

If I want to show my ignorance,

There are other ways.

So I try not to ask stupid questions,

And I try not to say anything at all

During occasions that seem ambiguous as quicksand,

And that leave their outcomes

Hanging there like laundry,

Reminding him of his mother.

-jenn