“I don't watch the video but I can feel it playing on a loop in a room miles away from where he keeps dying behind my eyes. All I have left are tiny twitches, small choices. "Please," I beg alone in the box of my dark, "I don't want to hurt that way today. I already hurt that way yesterday. Please don't kill him again.” PainPoetryPoemPoliceTraumaPolice BrutalityVideos Book:Alive at the End of the World Source: Alive at the End of the World
“A few months and many deaths ago, I asked someone "how are you doing" and felt, in the way her eye fell, how I had failed her before I had even reached the end of my question. I've hurt many people but it's the unintended wounds I claim now as children.” PoetryGriefPoemTraumaWoundsWellnessHurtingFailingsHow Are You Doing Book:Alive at the End of the World Source: Alive at the End of the World