Scriptorium is what predictive technology decoded my apparently unoriginal title to actually be.
I caught on fire. (!)
not at all.
I was a crazy — for a second.
Straight up nuts.
then I channeled it into a flame in my breast.
a literal (!)
pain in the chest.
scraping along my ribbbbbbbbbs.
Originally published May 2010, republished here May 2017.