My unborn child. (09.08.22)

In me, in me, in me. Stay within me, be within me. If you cannot be born, if you cannot materialize; stay. Just stay. I am shackled to my misery, the deep black nothingness that arrives month after month without fail. My tears are warm and salty as they crest on my lips and burn … More My unborn child. (09.08.22)