Scriptorium is what predictive technology decoded my apparently unoriginal title to actually be.

I caught on fire. (!)
inside.
no.
LITERALLY.
not at all.
wink.wink.
(stop it)
I was a crazy — for a second.
Straight up nuts.
then I channeled it into a flame in my breast.
a literal (!)
wink.
pain in the chest.
scraping along my ribbbbbbbbbs.

Originally published May 2010, republished here May 2017.

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