Anxiety
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katelynadairDescription of what, exactly?
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Homecoming isn't sweet if you're on the wrong side

Anxiety

by katelynadair

I hear the dog's bark before I see the headlights, a yip that somehow reverberates through what's left of my skull.

I wonder what it will be this time.

I feel the bile rise in my throat, my hands shaking in a preemptive attempt to save what little I have left.

I think I remember seeing stars as beautiful as I once was, but I cannot be sure.

I can remember wanting to be a ray of light, wanting to be delicate in the way a shard of glass was; a stained piece of a larger mosaic.

Maybe today I will.

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