Backtaste. (unsee me)

Backtaste. (unsee me)

February 21, 2017

I discovered Jules on and her writing stunned me in its rawness and vulnerability. This piece affected me most of all and didn't leave my psyche for days.

I saw you, see, but you didn’t see me.

The card, I open it and I now know what it means to hear terrified numbness being slid from out of a pouch which contains little nuggets of something and, still, all I see is you search it all, like you’re looking for the rotten bits.

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