this
month
i either
felt
nothing
or everything
all at once,
i was
either a god
or i was
worthless
this
month
nothing
good
happened
and my
dad made
me cry
a lot,
fucking
spill my
insides
in front
of a
jeering
crowd
this
month,
the circles
underneath
my eyes
got
darker
than ever,
i barely
slept
this month
i watched
my back
better
than
ever,
i remembered
that nothing
is benign
and that
everyone
is out to
get me
— ( march fucking sucked )
