Photo by Kelly Sikkema on Unsplash. Edited by Jenna Malin. You are the first magical drop of sunlight after years of endless rain. You...

what have I done to deserve the way you make me hurt? the way your words burrowed into my skin; the very dirt I’m buried in. what have I...

I miss the feeling of you breaking my heart and calling it “art”. The way its fragments splintered tore me apart and the way you marveled...