Shower Floor

Water pelts into the skin of my hip as I lay curled on the shower floor. Water trapped where my body meets the edges of the tub ebbs and flows over my cheek as it gently rises; a stark contrast to the sting of hot water as the shower beats down on me. I can't move.  … Continue reading Shower Floor


I Still Exist

I used to know you, the look in your eyes. You looked strong, like an angel that saw too much for words. So, instead I cried, at the beauty in those grey eyes. The world never so bright. I know you were here. I feel the shadow of you, ghosting through my veins. Your voice firm, … Continue reading I Still Exist