Sanctuaried.

There are rules against killing someone in a sanctuary
A sanctuary is a place where secrets can be shouted or whispered but never questioned or threatened
Safe spaces must exist
I will never forget the two men my father called faggots when I was 9
They probably had a sanctuary where they could hold hands and kiss each other like my father kissed my stepmother
Like all fathers before him kissed their women
None who deserved to be killed in a sanctuary
A place where nothing should be holstered

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