Clare Dickersonit’s not as if i need to be completely torn open —ribcage askew; innards strewn aboutSep 9, 2023Sep 9, 2023
Clare Dickersonit hit me out of nowhere today, a deep longing; a sadness so thick and palpable i failed to…i took a nap and woke up confused to find it was evening and not morningJun 16, 2023Jun 16, 2023
Clare Dickersonthe one where i was gaslit by my own dream.as soon as we stepped into the elevator, i recognized it from so many recurring nightmares — burgundy and gold carpeting that stretched as…Jun 16, 2023Jun 16, 2023