The Bruising on My Pale Skin Stays

Makayla Batchelor

snow patters on the window

his warm body next to me now

cold

I roll over to push this thought away

the bruising on my pale skin stays

buzz buzz, bright screen

I can’t let him catch me

glare of my phone

her carefully chosen words

said once before

I love you, I will get you out safely

I’ve heard this before I say

the bruising on my pale skin stays

rustling of the gray sheets

he’s awake

he knows

the bruising on my pale skin stays

Makayla Batchelor is a junior in media studies at Cedar Crest College. Until her creative writing class semester, Batchelor never had a passion for writing, but now she finds it interesting to create stories with different techniques.