December 22, 2018 at 6:51 am
By Valerie Patrick

Greasy hair feels like depression
Like 3 days on an island called my bed
Surrounded by salt-stained pillows

The tangles like knots in my stomach
Doubled-over dry heaves
My core comprised of collapsed boulders

Willow tree branches frame my face
Wilted split-ends and stringy, loose roots
My body a hollow stump