Aurora Magazine 2010

Noire et Gris Photograph by Andrea Lynch, Class of 2010

Desire by Katie Nease, Class of 2011 I am overwhelmed by Desire. She beckons to me. “Set me free.”

I want to breathe smoke, to feel the noxious fumes burning the hairs down my throat. I want to extinguish the smoldering tip in this skin I loathe. She calls to me. “Do it.” I want to push the knife tip into my wrist, spill my red into the sink. I want to make my own scars for once, deep and personal. She sings to me. “Destroy.” I want to sink into the silent chaos of a plethora of little pills. I want to sleep a dreamless existence, alone and unperturbed. She whispers to me. “Come now” All I can do is obey.

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