“In May I keep count. Two and a half more days of school; five between exams. Twenty thousand words of a novel and four poems and six borrowed books. More numbers to add to counting my pills and trying to work out how to stay awake.” SchoolPoetryIdentityMental IllnessCounting Book:Broken Body Fragile Heart Source: Broken Body Fragile Heart
“You have constellations growing under your skin. starlight in the blood spilled when they stole your feathers” PoetryStarsAngels Book:Broken Body Fragile Heart Source: Broken Body Fragile Heart
“I throw myself away so no one, not even you, can have me. Taste that on your lips, eat the bitter fruit of my parting: I am already too far away.” PoetryReligionRejection Book:Broken Body Fragile Heart Source: Broken Body Fragile Heart