< eL Diluvio
Published September 10 2023
New York City

Through Tears

I don't know, I don't know.

It's like somedays I look in the mirror and the fucking regularness of my face staring back sets me off.

My life so far is forgettable. Always in the background.

You think I want to be a person that can fit neatly into a category?

Someone a writer can use a label for in a throwaway sentence?

No! Nononononono.

I deserve a novel. I have depth. I stand out.

I don't know.