Learning to be enough for myself.
I look at you and you look at me and there is nothing to be nothing in between nothing in you and nothing in me the past is a box, locked and sealed and thrown away I feel nothing do you? I tried dissecting it all but there was nothing to dissect it’s gone you’re…
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i can feel the breaking i can hear it can you? we used to hum the mechanics of a machine with parts not made to work together, but determined to do so. a low-frequency, heavy hum but now, do you hear it? breaking. a million tiny bones breaking one by one crackling. crickling. snapping i…
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One Woman 