The edge of the bed sank noticeably as I dreamt of my latest crush. I woke with a start, fear knotted in my stomach as my senses came back to me. The pressure started on my ankle, then moved to my calf, over my blankets as I laid, frozen, on my side. I begged myContinue reading “Sleep”
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A Beautiful Broken Disaster 