Copyright, Katrina

And the little girl said:
“Look what I can do
I can hurt myself
Because if you can I can too.”


Copyright, Katrina

red hands and arms
cool blood trickling down warm skin
— such a comforting feeling —
blood dripping onto newspaper in a silent room
— such a comforting sound —

Beat it Out

Copyright, Katrina

the cold the cold
so hard and sore
it came, it landed
inside of me
won’t go away
can’t pretend it’s not there
still heavy in my body
feeling sick and numb
beat this out of me, beat it out


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