Once I Was Beautiful Now I Am Myself

Published in Issue 63.3: Summer 2024 I was much and no onethought precious. When I cried,it was a small event. I never spoke a word; silence spoke for me. My pills were white and summeryellow. Mood smoothas a shorn lamb. As the daysslipped, my shadowslendered until no longersolely mine. Thought the mirror wasa portrait, I […]

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Published in Issue 63.3: Summer 2024 I was much and no onethought precious. When I cried,it was a small event. I never spoke a word; silence spoke for me. My pills were white and summeryellow. Mood smoothas a shorn lamb. As the daysslipped, my shadowslendered until no longersolely mine. Thought the mirror wasa portrait, I