IN

i'm in & my hands still shake

i'm almost there & i am still scared, still young, still hiding my jaw & laughing too quietly, still shrinking myself, still

i can hear it ringing in my ears already & it's beginning to overwhelm me. i've spent all of high school making myself smaller, & now i'm going to a place where everyone is big & they won't

i'll still get nauseous when i think about him & i'll still scratch my nails into my collarbones in the shower when i think about what you did & i'll probably still

i'm alright. i'm convalescing. i'll box up a decade & move it down the m-14 & try not to

i'm in. it will be alright