Fire. The element of destruction, yet ev… It seems. Is it fire that I’m feeling? Tast… Like when we were 10, lying on our…

I don’t remember when it started I don’t remember why. Screaming threats, words like fire… Slamming door. I should feel something

Born alive Scattered breathing Kites wagging with the wind Cussing and churning and craving I can only see when I’m alone.

Your touch was sweet, But it faded so quickly– like you used

Sometimes it feels like I’m looking into the eye of a hurricane. Bathed in eerie stillness while everything around me is thrashing and heaving. I realize that I’m just “another Indra,” ...

Don’t touch me. My skin is paper and glass, Sometimes I forget how fragile I… I dive head first into the ocean My bones crackle like pop rocks.

I hope you slept well. Sprawled out and satisfied. Nothing to hold. Don’t waste