there is the part of me that wants to bite you until yr blood paints my lips
(no no no you nvr hurt me no i can’t be hurt no not by you no no),
as if i am showing you something, as if
you will understand me better, as if
my toes will ache less
(but they won’t no no no they won’t not ever not now not by you or through you).
i’m learning to be bigger,
but sometimes all that weight just makes me sink
and i scream despite all my best intentions
leave me let me leave me let me let me.
by Abbie Heath
