Memo to Myself, Sitting in Church Earlier Today

My stiff, stiff neck. Frozen in time, a statue in a museum. A naked one, ashamed of being stared at. A sentient one, thinking there’s glances pointing towards you, but then the museum is dark at night and there’s absolutely no one there, god damnit. My heavy breaths. In, out. Stutter. Memo to myself, earlier […]


If wrists are to be cut, let them bleed out. Deeper and deeper, the mind drowns in its own thoughts. The sharp words roll off of his judgmental tongue with poisonous strikes on the damaged heart. As the mind worsens, so does the urges to inflict. As crimson streaks form through the pale flesh, Materials […]