bone

by Yrsa Daley-Ward

I keep getting the feeling that if you

look at me for long enough you may see that I have a thousand fears

There will always be your heart beating stronger and louder the harder, the further you run.

If you were married to yourself could you stay with yourself? My house would be frightening and wild.

his behaving exactly like a saint at all times had only served to set her up for the fall.

Brawl with your being. Fight the bad fight. Fight

My mother is with me most nights, though. She was is my first love. I dream her fiercely and in those dreams I love her and get angry and shake her and bite, grind my teeth and wake up, full of everything.