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