The Girl Who Ate Fire

A love letter for those who follow their heart. A middle finger to the naysayers.

I think I’m see through, which in theory is all I’ve ever wanted. To be an aura. A fleshless being. An entity unknown. I have accomplished all I wanted, this ideal cloud that can eschew all visceral experience. I did it. I’m see through. I see right through me. I see right through me…..

I.

see.

right.

through.

me.

Oh dear.