in my most luccid of dreams my father unbecomes until he is — nothing.
crafted by what is not there is the absent father i always wished him to be; dissappeared in practice — not only in theory.
in the space he leaves behind is our inheritance:
1) an absense of self loathing
2) a shrunken version of axienty
3) a surplus of oxygen.
in this home, at last, is a space.
where i can breathe —
that is. until i wake up.
- for daughters of fathers who manic pixie dream maluable little girls
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the failings of a surgically healed heart | a collection
Poesía「 WATTYS 2019 WINNER 」 the failings of a surgically healed heart, is a series of autobiographical poems arranged into six thematic parts to form a collection which examines the idea of the collective and how that informs individual. i. family an exp...
