my happiness is rice in sugar. it keeps time from clumping together. it keeps my mind as fluid as the silver mercury on my tongue.
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Inanimate Girl – Elisabeth Horan
You told me once to zip it or you would Rip my head off. I don't talk back much anymore.
Speaking of Trauma – Marilee Goad
I say protect me, keep me from jumping, as if the distance between desolation and liberation can be measured in millimeters instead of miles.
Radish Girl – Emily Murman
You ask if my sweater is on and I say no today’s the day I broil in the sun dusty and tight, my scars purpling I look like a radish when the rest of me reddens I’m shriveling near-naked on the beach sandstuckto my soft spots should I peel them with a paring knife? If …
Car Crash – Emma-Louise Adams
You are driving down the big road, and there’s a car crash, and it’s your car, or the car you are in. It has crashed, and you are in it.
