prose confession

this is the farthest i’ve ever been from anything i have left to care about

the farthest i have travelled to see how far i can go without bleeding out from loneliness
my little experiment of muscle and bone integrity

not withstanding the rage i have for the way things are lying on the ground Β now
after they were knocked out of my hands

©️Jessie Sandoval

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