Within

Written by Jacob Ibrag

Changing places. I’ve grown out of this

space. If I stay, this routine will become the

beginning of my extinction. Choice stares into

my tired eyes, variety for the picking. Bones begin

to shake as my teeth get locked into a clench.

Anticipation. Never felt more alive in my

entire existence. Growth ensues from

within, killing the confusion I was

born and plagued with.

Photographer Unknown