All Well
Content Warning: Self-harm
everything I write that is not about you / is a stop-gap measure to stave off starvation / I finished the last of the spoiled canned goods / am resorting now to gnawing the tough leather of my boot soles / if this continues much longer all they will find of me / are scattered white bones / smooth calcium marred by the serrations of / my knife
Cover Photo by Bernadetta Watts