mistiffany

This is my bubble.

Letters

  • Resurfacing

    Some wounds feel endless. Some tears feel too heavy. Writing this was my way of noticing that even when you sink repeatedly, there’s a way back to the surface. He hurt mein ways so small they looked harmless,a word, a pause, a choice not made.Yet I learned that a single tear,when heavy enough,can drown a… Read more

  • Lost

    I have built sturdy blockshigh, cold, apathetic facade;walked past the shadowthat almost killed my youth;scraped traces of youuntil I feel like new. Now, you, like a holocaust camemaking me hiss and withdraw gazes.You ensnared me effortlessly, one touch, and I’m lost again.  Read more