Appetite for Innocence

by Lucinda Berry

They’re trying to put me back into my life, but I don’t fit. I’ve been disassembled and even though they think I’ve been put back together, I’m not. Parts are missing.

“I know what it’s like to love someone who is hurting you and what it’s like to hate yourself for it, but feel powerless to stop it. I know the confusion, the pain, and the hurt.”