The Day I Became a Bookmark in My Own Story
A poem-story for anyone who’s ever been “married off” to a future they didn’t RSVP to The Flight 30.09.2023, 10:45 p.m. The sky was a cracked eggshell— yolk bleeding over the runway. I carried a suitcase labeled “maybe” and a mother-sentence tucked under my tongue: “Keep your eyes open for opportunities out there.” The audacious […]

