This post is a follow up to The Assault. Featured image is a poem by Rupi Kaur published in Milk and Honey. It was the morning after my assault: September 1st, 2019. I couldn’t stop shaking and I felt like puking every time I thought of the events of the night before, which was constantly.Continue reading “The Aftermath”
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Breathing
Breathing isn’t something we normally think about, we just do it. It’s so intuitive we take it for granted—until we can’t do it anymore. Then suddenly it becomes the only thing we can think about. Just ask anyone who has ever had an asthma attack or who has almost drowned. Ask the people with coronavirusContinue reading “Breathing”