Happy Holidays: nothing’s changed


And these are the days I need to scream;

the sound, a miscarriage at the top of my throat.

So I swallow the rotten, add to the echoes in my stomach.

I am bloated. I am bleeding to death from inside out. I drink blood

thinners to speed up the process. Such a long process, you would know.

You trained me well.

© 2019 Kindra M. Austin

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