“my body
is under attack”

“Like salt spilled across a table”

“Somewhere near the shallow end, she saw his Band-Aid float to the bottom.”

“in the end coming into this world and leaving it is all bodies and blood, constricting, releasing, changing”

“I, too, have this yearning,
to reach into this screen”

“…absence of human figures in a place clearly marked by them.”

“One’s a crowd”

“The sting of lack on skin. Needling want.”

“She knew that one need not be deserving of cruelty to receive it.”

“girl
survives, seeks grace”

“…female archetype – empowered, skillful and abundantly imaginative.”

“Winter is coming, and so is Failing Haus”

“Years later I finally reclaimed my pleasure for desire”

“peeling back the thick slab of skin and fat to reveal the red of her”

“A deep-rooted fear of abandonment and betrayal still lingers in my consciousness…”

“an angry white man shouting.
hide my accent please.”

“Staying quiet about injustices is no longer an option.”

“the way girls play war, with mysteries and clues and some magic.”

“…as I started to experience things like stalking…I learned to fear.”

“we write this new history. / claw at & cling”