I imagine
a bird...

The scale measures
how deeply I hate myself...

“Do you know why I
don’t think dying...

The world is uneven.
It gave hawks to fishermen...

Regret has the size
of our empty family house...

I'm not angry on behalf of
my father, who took his last...

Words have teeth
like silky sharks...

All I know is that
light is merely a bunch of photons...

I'm not broken yet.
I am but a maimed heart...