Macy DoddsDear Past Self.Try to forget your mother’s face when it turned into a dragon’s. Forget the burn of her words and try to cease the memory into a softer…Jul 26, 2018Jul 26, 2018
Macy DoddsMusic To My Enemies.The contagious act of misinterpretation dangles from the ceiling on chains dripping in grease.Jul 23, 2018Jul 23, 2018
Macy DoddsTo My Parents.When I was a child I asked my parents where I came from, and they told me they built me from scratch, like a home. I imagined power tools…Jul 20, 2018Jul 20, 2018
Macy DoddsThe Art of Self-Destruction.I look down and there’s a fishing line protruding from my chest. I pull on it in a panic but I just make a mess. As I yank the line it…Jul 19, 2018Jul 19, 2018
Macy DoddsStay Together For The Kids.When I was young, my mother used to return home late at night and all the lights would be turned off. The candles would be lit throughout…Jul 19, 2018Jul 19, 2018