Whatsapp_image_2019-03-24_at_16.04.23__1_by Jessica Hopkins13 Apr 2018

a trembling across the fields of my
chest, a wind

unnerving, my breath is released in
shaking burts
of terror.

i can feel the tips of my fingers,
my eyebrows. Each muscle


nothing around me matters
or even exists.

nothing within me matters --
i do not exist.