Tag Archives: Blood

Poem: All My Love to the Monster Devouring Me

When you first appeared in my room, I was captivated by you. You should have scared me, I know most people would be. I wasn’t. It’s been so long since I’ve had a visitor. I thought I could live without … Continue reading

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Flash Fiction: Pricks

I’ve never been good with needles. I never feel good while getting shots, mostly because I hate looking at my own blood. I’m generally nervous and on the verge of breaking down when I get a vaccine or blood drawn. … Continue reading

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