: About Me

A professor in college once posed the question, "What will you do with this one wild and creative life?"

My goal is to figure that out.

My passion is ...

writing, music, reading

I know too much about ...

music, mental health, books

My parents always told me ...

"Do good."

My childhood ambition ...

live past 16

Why I write ...

to live

Creative Writing > Poetry Poetry: Body image

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I'm not ok in this body. I think if I keep saying that, maybe the higher-ups might hear me and issue another. But I'm not ok And I won't feel guilty for trying to escape. And a great escape it will be. Pull the fire from my eyes and the spirit from these cold numb lips Take the tendons from my knees to see how far I bend Rip my heart out of my chest because we know it still beats however lopsided. My biceps scream in pain from the outside while I lay prone and try to not roll on them and shiver in pain and chilled. The kitten keeps a watchful eye from his protective post atop my legs.

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