GirlSense and NonSense Fall 2015 | Page 12

Purple blue blurriness

Scorching scents of burnt flesh

Aching bones tranquilized with a numbness

Tastes of beige stale

And the distant thumping sounds

Hazy loss of anamnesis

Ethereal odours of chloroform headaches

I Swear He Loves Me by Rashell Flescher