An Overthought Prose On Why I Fear My Own Image
~ I want to post a selfie. I want to post a selfie, but my Instagram profile is public. I want to post a selfie, but my Instagram profile...
~ I want to post a selfie. I want to post a selfie, but my Instagram profile is public. I want to post a selfie, but my Instagram profile...
~ ⚠Trigger Warning; the following poem contains subject matter pertaining to self-harm ⚠ ~ My body /splits/ the water the way my skin...
~ ⚠️Trigger Warning: The following poem contains subject matter pertaining to self-harm, suicide, and involuntary psychiatric...
~ ⚠️Trigger Warning: The following poem contains subject matter pertaining to self-harm, suicide, and involuntary psychiatric...
~ ⚠️Trigger Warning: The following poem contains subject matter pertaining to self-harm, suicide, and involuntary psychiatric...
~ The first-- and only-- man I ever spread my legs for is my prehistoric-old urologist. Before he takes his leave, he instructs me to...
~ Tears percolate from round, fishbowl eyes, cheeks a sting with salt and loneliness. I barter with the deluge, hold my breath for as...
~ The night breathes down the back of my neck in tendrils of air that smell of Mexican cigars and something like copper (something like...
~ March–my month of birth and what is considered by many to be a gateway to spring. For me personally, however, it is a time that, due to...
~ Dedicated to Ophelia, the girl who drowned Legend: Water = ~ Air = { Earth = ^ Air & Earth = < ~Is my existence essential? {Goodness,...
~ There goes Lady Fate, donned in solar sparks and her lace corset whose overt promiscuity catches the attention of one unsuspecting...
~ TRIGGER WARNING: The following play deals with subject matter pertaining to substance abuse, self-harm, suicidal ideation, and suicide....
~ The eye of the universe bats its lashes at a a single sliver of splintered light blinking boastfully in the opaqueness– a crescent...