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128 pages, Paperback
Published August 1, 2023


"Am I next? This poem isn’t meant to be a sugar-coated bullet that enters you lightly. It’s meant to rip through your skin and enter your flesh unwelcomed. Because like all difficult things, it’s painful to talk about."
Admitting I’m sad feels like a betrayal to all the things I once survived, everything I once outlasted. Everything I ever called beautiful is now collateral damage. I mean, am I actually real if I've not bled in your hands? I mean, sometimes even blood is not a good enough reason to stay.