EULALIA MARIE
I WISH I KNEW
you’ve spent days in bed. you’ve lied to your baby sister, told her that you’re ill. because she asks why it is that all you do is lie in bed. why you haven’t gotten out of bed but to pee. why you haven’t showered. she laughs at you innocently. so naïvely. your breath smells and it smells because you haven’t brushed your teeth and that’s funny to her. your room smells and it smells because of the lingering lack of hygiene and that’s funny to her. your skin has forgotten where it starts and where it ends, melded together with your sheets, always warm and miserable, altogether clammy, they’re the hand you’ve always feared holding, clasping you until your rib cage closes in and you stop breathing when she asks
what’s wrong with you?
- i wish i knew
IPHONE SCREEN
it is so easy to provoke me.
i am an iPhone screen and
when you touch me a little
less tenderly everything
inside me starts shaking.
it’s exhausting. more so for
me but. i get it if it is for you
too. i get it if you can’t do
this anymore. i am exhausting.
eulalia marie is a British Indian theology student who loves creative writing. She tries to be vocal about political issues which make her skin crawl, and pushes herself to be vulnerable by releasing her work into the world, in an effort to tackle suffocating stigmas. You can see more of her work on her instagram: @greetingsextraterrestrials