by Tori Lee
Never really realized
how much was lost — until my
eyes swiveled backward and saw
the shriveled disguise.
Corpse of candle wax and flies,
draped awkwardly around
the fossilized bones
I know to be mine.
It seems I might have died
somewhere along the line,
without ever feeling it.
Tori “Nothing” Lee is a former foster youth, artist, and writer residing in the Antelope Valley. After working as a children’s book illustrator for a time, she turned her focus to writing and began pursuing an English degree. Her creative outlets have served to help crystallize and dissect difficult memories and emotions from both her childhood and adult life. On Instagram @bruised_fleshgod.
