Losing The Battle
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The Hole In My Chest
When I Close My Eyes
One Eye Open - Illustrated
Chapter One: The First Howl I learned to sleep with one eye open, not because I wanted to, but because the wolves kept finding me in the dark. At first they came only sometimes. A distant howl in the hills. A shape between the trees. A sound outside the window
Invisible Bruises - Illustrated
Chapter One: Beneath the Skin Your hands do not reach for them because they are not purple, not blue, not spread beneath my skin where the world can point and whisper, "There. That is where it hurts." My bruises live deeper than that. They bloom beneath smiles and