Why I'm gone.

WHY I’M GONE BY JESS CHUA 34THPARALLEL MAGAZINE ISSUE 113

i felt

more like a mother

than a partner

unseen

unheard

less important than

the phone in your hand

and let’s not forget

the bad breath

like death

the piles of clothes

the piles of woes

the piles of dishes

that crushed all my hopes and wishes