written in college~ sometimes things aren’t what they appear. Sometimes you find that people are more complicated than you could ever hope to realize.
her reflection
the glass cracks invisibly
and distorts a girl –
slinking down on dirty tiles,
panting out of breath
and buzzed.
her bones dig in the floor.
she watches the burning walls-
they whisper her secrets
with the heady intensity of
a grade-school gossiper.
she screams with all the
cells in her wasted frame
to go go go go go away.
she screams till she’s shaking and water
is squeezed from her eyes
and her fingernails have cut
holes in her hands.
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