Publisher's Synopsis
my eyes start to water as the staring contest continues between her and i i watch as she looks me, up and down although i spot a smirk, tears stream from the side of her face my eyes drift away from her and slowly fall back to her core an almost fully eaten apple the bones inside pop out of her chest, like a ripe grape she tries to pull her skirt down but i still see the bright red flesh underneath you're bleeding, i whisper she already knows one at a time i see the tears fall onto the soft carpet of the room my face is damp i want to be happy, she cries i fall to the ground lifeless as i continue to stare into the mirror at the lost soul that i call myself this is where it begins
