Story

Becoming Artwork

You will get through and you will move forward.

And days will suck.

Getting in the shower will suck.

But eventually, it might not suck so much.

And one day you might even look at yourself

After tattoos

And becoming artwork

And think, I’m beautiful.

And unlike anyone else who came before me.

Because I’m a unique motherfucker.

I can’t stop saying fuck.

And I’m ok with that.


How did this land with you?

Quiet responses only. No comments, no public debate.