[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Be Like Us We didn’t have to tear her apart, because the monster did it for us.Back then she was the golden girl.Perfect body, perfect family, perfect friends.But the monster knew it was all a facade. The...

[tabby title="Poet Bio"] Attach a price tag to my body.What would I be worth?A crumpled dollar bill abused by negligent hands?Or a fine wine, whose bitter fruit is craved by pious tongues?Either way, I would be undervalued. For the same...