Finch
i am in pieces
a tornado, blown open, a belt wrapped like a noose, tight around old scars…
i am in pieces
a tornado, blown open, a belt wrapped like a noose, tight around old scars…
I don’t know If it matters That I was here That my voice was small And cracking My bones were fractured ideas and miscalculations of happiness I was here I watched the sun bleed over the sky Dipping her toes into dusk stretching her arms out in between each inhale and exhale I pressed my […]
Continue ReadingEver since the successful movie rendition of If I Stay, anything written by Gayle Forman has been branded as a must-read. I had decided to write a review of the YA novel I Was Here long before I realized that September is National Suicide Prevention Month. I found the message in this book to be truly moving, and […]
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