Collection of writings to explore "imposter syndrome", isolation, and the need to persist in life despite it all.
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If a poem is just an unattached ideal drifting from conception to conscience to words often left scattered on a page unreceived, or worse, rejected by peers or students or perhaps my own selfishness, laden With narcissistic endeavors of self-doubt Rumination on each flaw or misplaced Commas, periods, exclamations— The alternative is to net the…
judgement day at the swell of the canal.
I am an unlikeable,grotesque creaturewhose skin is lined with layersof flaked filth, rotted vernix caseosasprawled on damp sheets,once pubescent snowlike nowtransitionedto grime-riddled ringlets, swarmed with tapered-edged maggots,my fingertips slip against this putrid flesh,my mind’s elastic stretches and pulls,taunt as a noosejust about to–I hear my mother. all she sufferedas I bathed in amniotic fluid,her veins,…
Trifled Ambiguity 