I don't notice it, I don't notice the feel of my fingers over my eyes, lips, chin, only to dip behind me and dig into the skin there. until it's too late. My excuse is that all my friends are short, I can't really hear, I have light grey eyes but I've spent a lifetime … Continue reading Neck Pain
depression
Afraid of the Night
I’m not afraid of the dark. The dark was the place I learned myself. I bathed myself in it. In the place where the hot and the cold met. I understand it. I understand it’s dangers, it's enticements. I listened to poets and musicians go on about the romance, the cruelty, the beauty, the deepest … Continue reading Afraid of the Night
Nightmares
The bottle sits on the floor between the nightstand and the bed. The price tag, still on the glass, is peeling from too much contact with blindly searching fingers. The tumbler sits on marble from a life long since dead, a sticky ring of soda and whiskey preventing it from slipping along the surface. Permanent … Continue reading Nightmares
Returning Home
I had three years of sunlight, years of it got better, and I was free from the place I had begun to believe would always be where I should be. I'm walking a familiar path overgrown as it always was, and the icy breeze moves the leaves every so slightly, but the sun always caught … Continue reading Returning Home
Faith Taryn Davies 