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Af ● flic ● tion \ ≈ \ n. 1. The chaos existing inside of me, shooting up like fireworks when triggered with a match. 2. Ups and downs; silent screams of suffering; elevated shrieks and blank soundless stares / the iridescent scar on my wrist, a reminder of dissociated disaster and pouring scarlet fluid flesh / ghosts of diagnoses past, glowing with insignificance; nothing that lasts / the rumors of madness, maybe they were true; the recurrent unreciprocated I love you / the moments of euphoria, followed by darkness and despair / an illness impossible to repair.
Celia Rose Smith
2024