I thought of the end and / I met it for what it was.
inches from the nowhere drain
descend and dissolve
because I don't / know how to know / it any other way
Let’s stop making other peoples bodies our business.
the thought of it being anything other than a chair scares you.
He's this whole entire other person and it's happened in secret.
Put on your own oxygen mask first. Always.
Sometimes it all feels like swallowing glass; you reach for a solution but it's like trying to catch smoke in your hand.
The key chain from the aquarium sat at the other end of the kitchen table. I watched the blue-dyed water and the turtle inside shake, each time he sunk into his chair and wriggled, refusing to read an assignment.