Don’t touch me. My skin is paper and glass, Sometimes I forget how fragile I… I dive head first into the ocean My bones crackle like pop rocks.

Sometimes it feels like I’m looking into the eye of a hurricane. Bathed in eerie stillness while everything around me is thrashing and heaving. I realize that I’m just “another Indra,” ...

I don’t remember when it started I don’t remember why. Screaming threats, words like fire… Slamming door. I should feel something

Fire. The element of destruction, yet ev… It seems. Is it fire that I’m feeling? Tast… Like when we were 10, lying on our…

Born alive Scattered breathing Kites wagging with the wind Cussing and churning and craving I can only see when I’m alone.

I hope you slept well. Sprawled out and satisfied. Nothing to hold. Don’t waste

Your touch was sweet, But it faded so quickly– like you used