i pressed my forehead into the dirty crooked hardwood floor, & begged God for an explanation. my knees dug into the ancient ground of the 2nd floor. summer 2012.
Listen. Listen. Listen.
lately, i think of my own lines
& one of the ones i think of over & over again is:
sometimes, when i feel most suicidal, i think about praying. but i stopped believing in the power of love in 2016. that was the worst thing that's ever happened to me.
Look.
Listen.
Open your eyes, & talk to me.
Pay attention to me.
Listen. Listen. Listen.
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