A Dream Of Mary
I dreamt of St. Mary’s Academy again. The hallways twist inside my mind like a virus.
Ribs and Wombs
Content Warning: Gore, Bodily Harm A previous piece, somewhat linked to this one. There’s a lot of hurt there, between my ribs. I’ve known it for years, and have listened to it fest and churn, to eat away the cartilage, suck out the marrow, and crack the bones…
Religion’s Womb
[Rough Draft] Religion’s Womb At nine o’clock at night, I sat up shaking. Tears chocked my airways, blurred my vision, made my hands look unreal. My mind sat back, separated as I watched myself clutch my chest, hoping to find a way to clear my lungs, to breathe again….