Emotions Armed and Ready
i listen to the drip drip drip of the tap and wonder if my doubt is leaking too. it seems no matter how much i try to stop it, it squeezes itself through, ready to strike like a freshly sharpened blade, or a snarling snake with its teeth bared. ready to slice through my heart and kill my wild things. am i strong enough to stop this, or is tragedy inevitable? i listen to the…