whispers and screams

(Co-written by @fontsize4poetry) They tell me that I’m no good. Crawling up along my shoulder blades, they cling to my ear lobes and pull up. Whispering with conviction- Look at you. Ugh. Do better. They tell me it’s my fault, pushing back my shoulders, tugging aggressively on my ear lobes, screaming with assertion. Look atContinue reading “whispers and screams”