eating sweets sucks so much because they taste good and consequently makes me happy, but i still find myself turning over the box of honey nut cheerios to check the grams of sugar in 3/4 cup of little circles that make me happy. when i see the little 19g, the cheerios feel more like donuts on my tongue, heavy and far too sweet. suddenly it's as if i can feel every granule as it slips past my quickly tightening esophagus. i can feel the grains pool in my stomach, curling in a mixture of 2% milk and regret. why does something that made me squirm in my seat, humming tuneless melodies in joy, feel like the antagonist?
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PoetryThis is a collection of some of my old poems, short stories, and other writing that I created a few years ago, while I was going through a really rough patch in my life. I wanted to publish it back then, but this is the best that I can do for now. E...
