& Sometimes I Am Like, "Shut Up, You Ungrateful Bitch."

Part Two Of A Three-Part Series On Craving, Conflict, & Coming Clean.

Yesterday I wrote What I Crave is a Room of My Own.
I was in a poetic mood.
Maybe it didn’t sound like a poem,
but it felt like one.
And I liked that.

Then came the realization—
I can be a pretty ungrateful bitch sometimes.