rimmed pink, as ugly as an albino rabbit's iris—
searching. a volcano erupts from within, vomiting
redredred as fresh blood. hurtme she dares(begs)
him. hurtme or i'll (have to) hurt myself. a threat.
the earth just doesn't turn on the same axis
anymore. everything changed the day
her whole word went away.
she shriveled. hypertonic air. hypotonic soul.
does it hurt to be numb? she whispers.
he doesn't answer. he hasn't spoken
another sleepless night, haunted
by nightmares. ghosts that just
won't let her go. their fingers grip her throat.
she screams. but
if there is no one around to hear her,
does she even make a sound?