Heal.

I bought rosemary and basil and put them on my windowsill.

I keep promising my body more water.

I believe in Prince and Lemonade.

Healing feels less like a baptism

and more like running my fingers along a jagged knife.

This post is part of Write Your Ass Off April, a Twenties Unscripted 10-Day Writing Challenge #WYAOApril. I am responding to the “Heal” prompt. Check out the challenge here.

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