I’m Part of It
Written by Jacob Ibrag Cleaning up. Taking stock of my insides. The mental and the physical. Tracking the beginnings ofContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag Cleaning up. Taking stock of my insides. The mental and the physical. Tracking the beginnings ofContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag A stopper to stare at as I brush my teeth. Another reflection staring back at me.Continue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag ‘This isn’t a joke,’ she whispered. I wasn’t laughing, and yet I wasn’t being serious. ReducedContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag Who are the You’s, the streaming singers of truth? I placed my ears in their handsContinue Reading
Written by Jacob Ibrag And so everything was perfect, unlike before. You got everything you wanted, minus the feeling ofContinue Reading





