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I Remember

I Remember

  I remember how we met, what I was watching when you moved in up the street, how reluctant I was to go say hello.
This

This

  Destruction isn’t beautiful, but I want it to be, because I don’t want to be ugly. I need it to be beautiful, because it’s all I see. I don’t want to be a warning sign, or a lesson to be learned. I don’t want to be inspirational, or beautiful in my tragedy. But if...
To My Younger Self

To My Younger Self

  You are so beautiful. Maybe not in the way you want to be, but you are.
And Then I Woke Up

And Then I Woke Up

  I was woken up by my sister. She told me our mom had tried to burn me alive in my sleep (and I swear I could smell it, the smoke).
Bleeding Channels

Bleeding Channels

  They say my head is like a broken television. It’s full of static and disjointed colors. It seems like my channels are bleeding together. And so I went to the head doctor. “Have you tried jiggling the knob?” “The knob?” “The knob.” “I don’t…I think it’s broken.” “Ah, broken. It’s just a minor blip,...