Poem: So This Is Hunger

so, this must be hunger because after a length of time it became a giddy default after the pain of a clenching stomach migrated to a light-headed mind to mistake emptiness and famine for light and nirvana when it was really just flesh eating flesh. so, this must be hunger because naming a thing gave … Continue reading Poem: So This Is Hunger

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Deeper: Excavating Brokenness

What have I made myself out to be? During my commute this weekend, it hit me. I'm not satisfied. I have never been truly satisfied. Because I have an extremely broken sense of self. My earliest memories consist of falling when I expected a pair of arms to catch me, and hiding myself under a blanket. … Continue reading Deeper: Excavating Brokenness