Tag Archives: Ashley Sapp

There Is No Such Thing As Nothing

There is no such thing as nothing: not in this body. The center of my abdomen and the curve of my ankles and the notches of bone in my neck and every little knuckle. The focus of the universe is … Continue reading

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Consequences

Beneath my right shoulder blade is a wound. It pains me from time to time, cause unknown, a fierce reminder that my body still has secrets. It does not bleed, this wound. Sometimes what hurts is not wrong after all. … Continue reading

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