Apex Magazine
I didn’t make the mask I wear. My father did, fixing it in place with his leather belt and his hard hands. My first boyfriend helped, years later, telling me...
Involuntary Self
I didn’t make the mask I wear. My father did, fixing it in place with his leather belt and his hard hands. My first boyfriend helped, years later, telling me...
Gaze into it instead. Watch your skin peel back in tantalizing, translucent strips. It won’t hurt, I promise. Your eyes will sting at first, but that’ll ebb once you see...
Don't Hide From the Mirror
Gaze into it instead. Watch your skin peel back in tantalizing, translucent strips. It won’t hurt, I promise. Your eyes will sting at first, but that’ll ebb once you see...
Every dawn, I shed the husk of who I was. It lies crumpled by the bed—smiling, hopeful, small. I slip on today’s skin: the eyes sharper, teeth honed on disappointments,...
Exuviae
Every dawn, I shed the husk of who I was. It lies crumpled by the bed—smiling, hopeful, small. I slip on today’s skin: the eyes sharper, teeth honed on disappointments,...