She’s spray painting an unmoving escalator in red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple. An attestation of love. An arching compassion. Her honor—to all—at the mall of hate. She sees we’re all stuck, without a care for real change. We talk a lot, say we accept everyone, swear we don’t discriminate…It’s a lie. Our biases have become our true nature. But she’s beautiful, forgiving us all, while making her world the way she expects it to be—believing someday we will all agree. A future, that should be now, where our hearts will grow to love all.
About the Creator
Hannah Sharpe
Writer of novels and The Parenting Roller-Coaster blog. Dabbling in short stories.
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