Tag Archives: Sahina Jerome

Biting the Skin off My Lips

I don’t want to be an adult anymore. Will MasterCard take my refund? Or will life only take checks? Will I receive a cashback offer for every year I delete? I want to go back to a time where lonely … Continue reading

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The days, months leading up to her death anniversary are like being punched in the lungs. You’re gasping for breath. You’re grasping for something that will ever be unreachable. The day of her death anniversary, you hear the clock ticking. … Continue reading

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