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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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queasy. beneath the shadows of tainted perceptions, i declare soliloquies of acceptance,
my words ringing false to even my own ears. to love who i once was is far easier than to accept these raw scars, these fingers coiling endless knots around pools of insecurity, this mouth that hasn’t learned how to be louder than a hushed question on the sidelines. my mind has adapted to the mesh & mold & intertwining of a thousand other voices to devolve into something indistinguishable. but the memories don’t lie; my radiance is palpable through the muddled fog of old evocations & shimmering photographs, an illustration of childhood delight that now stands undefined Comments are closed.
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