I Am Destruction

I wake with the familiar headache. Deeply tired.  My bones in protest. Emotions already chafing; dazzling, fluorescent, raw. Ablaze. Coffee the first panacea of the day. Sip by sip, its power over me if not to heal, then to awaken. Slowly flooded by familiar disappointment. Weary, I begin to See myself. I am Destruction. I […]

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