Scabs

Being stuck in a place where I am not satisfied is like always burning a fire, inside your own throat, allowing the ashes to scatter down to your heart. Always constantly comparing yourself to others is like dark poison that you are injecting into your own brain. You are stabbing yourself in the back. You are […]

Sitting in a Conference Hall Listening to a Lecture on Grammar

I’m in the same room as an ex-lover. And I can feel his smooth shoulders, from three tables over pushing down on me. I’m suffocating, I’m back; lost among the crumbled sheets, was it possibly four years ago? I can’t remember anything with clarity, greyness has clouded my vision. I’ve forgotten the colours of black […]