I should have been a pair of ragged claws Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.

I am tired. Weary in a way that seeps in along the sheath of my veins and pools, collecting at at my juncture points. ( As an aside these sheaths actually exist- it is made of fascia and wraps the vein in this protective layer of tissue. true story).Elbows and knees and and the place where my […]