Walking closer to the edge staring into the...
The broken pieces of me have left my hands...
Yesterday the final petal curled its soft shape...
Under a willow...
Childhood? Which childhood?
The one that didn’t last...
It is crazy how the only thing I have ever been...
Turned out to be the one thing that would tear me...
It seems
possible that I...
I just want to go, quietly -
to make my exit as swift and painless...
I wonder how long before this bleeding stops.
My salty tears, no longer antiseptic...
Waiting on a response
For what feels like years but in fact just been a...
Mother's Day
is a difficult one...
A sign on the door to the hospital read
"STOP IT OR COP IT...
Gray and black like ashes,
dust to dust, my bones...
please help me go
please help me leave...