My identity was as much a mystery as where I was or how I got here. A deep buzzing sounded, vibrating through my bones. Even breathing made me dizzy in the thin air. Small rocks pressed into my back, but otherwise, the ground was somewhat soft, like sand or powder. I tried to sit up,Continue reading “Identity”
I wanted to share some excerpts of my latest writing.
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Featuring: The Forest, The Great Migration, Surviving Seasonal Depression, and The Moth.