Nothing But a Bundle of Dying Cells

by Tiffany Stanton

I know which part of your brain wants to kill me
cut it out, put it in a jar, and leave it on my doorstep
I wanna know why

Sweetheart, all you are is a story you tell yourself
tall tales around a pit of your burning bones
you don’t know who you are
kindly give me that jar and let me keep it under my bed
dissect your brain until all you know is me
let me eat the pieces so all I know is you
your head is empty now

who are you?

Author Bio: Tiffany Stanton is a senior at Warsaw Community High School in Warsaw, Indiana. She is planning to attend college in the fall for a degree in Paramedic Sciences. She loves art, writing, and she spends most of her time outside.