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Issue 13
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I know the words, now
Borderline Personality Disorder I always assumed it was too vague to be useful But now when I picture your loving it feels like hooks sinking in And while I thought it was rooting you to me it was always, a little, unsettling Your acceptance was too unseeing Your judgment was too over here then over there to mean anything It felt like something, having the weight of you behind me Now, with the memories, I have to drag your form resentfully Waiting for the adoration to unhand me |
Bethany Ludwig-Eagan lives in Upstate New York with her husband and two cats. Despite graduating from SUNY Binghamton with a degree in philosophy, she currently works in financial services and is studying to become a Chartered Financial Consultant. In her free time, she enjoys writing poetry and short stories
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