for you,
who choose to make tiny rows of scars on my forearms
with your silence
yes, i once was a cutter.
we all KNOW “that baby mama from NYC” has issues.
Am i nothing, if not brutally honest for thousands to see?
In case you have not noticed, I do not give a flying fuck what people think of me.
IN ABSENTIA. 2011. Mixed media and glass on antique notepad. 8×10, private collection.