A timeline of inner feelings. Kind of. September 5, 2016: “I want to be inside you,” he texted me. I had never even met this man, and he did not realize he already was inside me – just not the way he was hoping for. He had so much more. His voice curled up in my […]
Some say you can see a candle’s flame flickering from 30 miles away in the pitch black. But who cares about that when I can spot you in a crowded room with just a glimpse of the back of your head?
I try to draw a connection between the feelings of love and drowning, and all I recall is a whisper of a memory. My body still remembers fragmented pieces of pain, echoes from a love that hurt for its entire duration. Three years later, I realize what I felt was not worthy to be called love. […]
There’s a whisper at the door. Angels have feasted on my new friend, on her hair, turned it golden, and made it glow. Demons leak through the creaking floorboards and watch us carefully. They bow over and attach themselves to her feet, slowing her rhythm until she cannot remember the last time her heart beat. […]