Write Things Down

By, Toffer Surovec

Notes &

I laid in bed naked, gripping my hair and putting teeth marks in a metal pen. No words would come. There was a flash from a camera and a smile from the girl who took my clothes off. She told me it was for blackmail. I don’t care who sees me naked. She said that being naked wasn’t something I would hide but not being able to write was.

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