He grabs me by my collar,Hands rough and unforgiving.He pulls me close to him, bitter breathAnd bitter expression. He stares me down and says,”You aren’t enough, you’re small.You want what you want butCan’t accept it. You’re hooked on a dreamThat shattered when you reached for it.If you could will the bones within youTo fold in … Continue reading A mood.
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