Practice

She’s in the mirror while sunlight pokes her in the face she feels as each oblong word beats it’s way out

I am worthy

I AM worthy

I am worthy

I am WORTHY

She crawls under her large comforter, blinds drawn. Her small mouth crackles with spit as she opens it to whisper:

i am worthy

-Saschia

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