Apr 30, 2017
“All these poems about people leaving and not one about how I convinced myself to stay. I know what you want to hear — that I slayed the dragon and swallowed my demons and laughed in the face of my nightmares and lived happily ever after — but the truth is much more ordinary. The truth is I breathe through the pain even on the days it whistles between my ribs on every inhale and every exhale and I celebrate like hell on the days it doesn’t make a sound.” —Fortesa Latifi, the d word is the elephant in the room artwork by 鱼彡山 a.k.a. aquamissing