POETRY
A Possessed Body, a Rotten House, and an Exorcism
Today's your day, but tomorrow's mine

Leave my body alone,
Float away,
To the in-between,
Learn to live without me.
More okay with–
every hour of the night
And then it starts again.
Leave my body alone,
Float away,
To the in-between,
Learn to live without me.
More okay with–
every hour of the night
And then it starts again.
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Stories of light and dark, and the journeys in between.
For 27 years, I lived somebody else’s life. Now reclaiming what is rightfully mine, one story at a time.