Still up.
I feel the weight
That the dark puts on me.
I try to drown it with lamp light:
Gets worse.
Posted in response to the challenge Cinquain.
Still up.
I feel the weight
That the dark puts on me.
I try to drown it with lamp light:
Gets worse.
Posted in response to the challenge Cinquain.
This is an old piece of writing, and I don't remember writing it.
I met the strangest man today. He was dressed in a white lab coat, and he had a face like that falling sensation that jolts you awake when you're trying to fall asleep.
I worry a lot about what I am. I worry about the shape I am, the space I take up, and the way I do it.
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