In the Veins of the Drowning

by Kalie Cassidy

My eyes fluttered shut. “You think I’m much stronger than I am.” I could only bend for so long before I snapped.

“Your face,” he said. I set my fingers to my cheek. “What’s wrong with it?” “You’re red as a slapped ass. Breathe.

For I was as undiscerning as a storm, as ruinous as a tidal wave crashing, and I could never live with myself if he was caught in my devastation.