I am broken bones and scraped knuckles ……..bruised knees and black eyes ……..cut up arms and twisted ankles ……..tear-stained cheeks and shaking hands ……..screaming lungs …
Happy Anniversary, Depression
It has been one year since I was diagnosed — although I’ve unknowingly experienced you for much longer than just these past twelve months. Since …
in which i am the crowbar by Diana Khong
i grow the way barbed wire tops a junkyard fence to keep bad men out scavengers with wolf’s teeth & hands hemorrhaged with rust. my …
Hallowed Ground by Martina Dominique Dansereau
You are spread across the floor, flattened out, his hands smoothing the parchment of your skin. The contours of your body form continents. He lies …
Dear Me: Don’t Let Anyone Break You
Dear me, . Remember the times we used to walk together under the sun and the bright blue sky? Because I do. I remember all …
Yesterday by Helen Sparrow
I did her wrong. There’s not much more. I was calculating, cruel And far beyond rash. The gut-wrenching pain the memory gives me Makes me …
4 Times When You Should Just Leave an Argument
One of the best lessons I learnt in 2015 is how to handle arguments. I wouldn’t go as far as to say that I’m an …
Ataraxia by Hana Tzou
There’s howling on the streets. Lions, brawling, tearing each other to pieces, ripping flesh. The smell of blood streaks the sky, and steel ascends …
Letting Go of My Eating Disorder
When I entered my nutritionist’s office in mid-January 2013, I had no idea I was about to face one of the biggest challenges of my …