Constant Reassembly Required
Monday took her eyes
Monday took her eyes. Making no bones about burning them out on tides of acid tears, until she sank into unseeing.
Tuesday took her teeth. Plinking like piano key chips onto kitchen tiles.
And Wednesday took her tongue.
Thursday sucked the guts out of her, like slurping an oyster. All her courage gulped away.
But Friday took no more than her smile.
Saturday skinned her alive. A molt of raw nerves, at the mercy of the world.
Sunday gathered her pieces. Ready to begin again.
About the Creator
Lauren Everdell
Writer. Chronic sickie. Part-time gorgon. Probably thinking about cyborgs right now.
Website: https://ubiquitousbooks.com
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