In My Defence by Rachel Tanner


In My Defence


In my defence, I never imagined that my mental illness could make me unlovable. In all the chaos I am you found nothing worth keeping

see when you turned away you left a gap I can't stretch my body across I can't fit your folded mouths in my palm

to keep me away from blaming myself this time.




Rachel Tanner




Rachel Tanner is an Alabamian writer whose work has recently appeared in Tenderness Lit, Impossible Task, Tiny Molecules, and elsewhere. She tweets @rickit.

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