Til There Was Quiet

Fleeing, hiding, escaping, self-harm. Kneeling, reeling, holding herself, overcome. Misery, apathy, nothingness, alone. Clear tears, red tears, side by side as one. Crying, dying, she exhaled and was gone. ©May Continue Reading →

Chasing Acceptance

There was a point along the road when she realized the truth: being different was going to have to do. Chasing acceptance was a dead end, at best a cul-de-sac Continue Reading →