the periphery

i sleep through fire alarms and alarm clock alarms 

and i drink one mason jar of water a day (except

for the days when i drink ten mason jars of 

water a day) and i have so much DIRT under my 

fingernails. im always bleeding from somewhere

if not my index finger then my toe, if not my toe

then my nose, if not my nose, then my vagina. and

i hang art on my wall by artists i've never heard of 

but i really like the way the dove is framed. every

day my sheets come off my bed and every day i 

fix it. i hate using spaces and i love using commas, 

but a run on sentence isnt a run on until you add so

much information that the brain cant read anymore 

of it and you start to get confused and you have to

go back to the beginning of the sentence to reread

it. i wear mismatched socks and my fingers and nose 

are freezing. i cant talk to people one-on-one but i 

can scream in the middle of a classroom as long as

someone is embarrassed for me. i use grammarly but

ignore all of its suggestions. i make sense to myself

but spit out words i dont agree with when confronted

with questions i dont quite understand. i wish i had 

a hobby but all i do is write and wish and write and 

wish and write and wish and write and wish and