There’s A Burning

I feel a rise in my chest that speeds up and                                        slows                                     down like a bird trapped inside my rib cage, wings shrinking, but not their power. I’m afraid I’m going to throw up; eyes blur, and for a moment I think I’m fainting, but it’s only the hot […]

Flatlines

There is poetry in ugliness; a melody in arguments that we play in our heads, over and over; like a song whose words we forget but still mumble through the chorus; the climax on loop until I’m angry all over again, only to be outdone by sadness. I read articles where the tone makes a […]