a snapshot,

Your words crawl across my neck, my wrists, my toes and they culminate into bonds that hold me still and silent. They are landmines of each failure: a list of reasons where all I hear is how I am not enough – enough to reach your expectations. So, I spend my time focusing on my breathing, […]


Courage, fit neatly between lung A and lung B, earned with pink and black lines. This brand: ribbons that encircle hips, thighs, ankles, toes. An ink that spares no skin. These fresh marks held with fury, hands pressing to skin to keep, like a wound – a rush that spills and encircles and envelops. This. […]