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The smoke doesn’t choke me anymore. I took the hell you made for me and made it home…
Stories Poems Essays
Shilling
Maryn concentrated on the feeling of his touch, the cool sensation that passed over her skin…
Sometimes I Feel Like Chernobyl
I wanted to plug my ears. I wanted to run away. I wanted the floor to open up and swallow me…
Sorry
I can’t do this. I can’t parent without him. I can’t hold this family together. I am failing them. I am failing everyone.
An Ode (Apology) to My Lungs
Some catalyst would send my heart racing, my lungs suddenly too large for my rib cage. Mouth glued to a vaporizer…
The Cats
The man lying on the hospital bed knows that he is dying. Beside him, the heart monitor stutters, falters, returns to a steady pace once more, each time the rhythm slower.
Out of Kilter
I long for that boring state of alignment that I can rely on sharing with those around me…
In Parts
My friends detonate their truth bombs right in my face.
My Secret Body
Not meant for fingers or your branding pain, my skin turned inward that day…