Photographer:  Heather Jackson

Photographer: Heather Jackson

I’m wrecked and I’m wrung
I’m high and I’m strung
out on the unknown
Where forward doesn’t look anything like the backward
I’m alone most days, even when I’m not
Here I am
A young woman feeling like the world is her oyster
a little fish in a big sea
I want to take you with me
and I want stay with you
but the unknown always wins
Even when saying goodbye is hard
the unknown always wins
Even while planning on ways to get back to you
I move in the opposite direction
It feels like a sort of madness
but here I am
A mad woman looking for connection
with someone as mad as her.