frames to step into:
Teacher, Writer
Mother, Wife
but how can I be anything when
I can’t get out
of bed
to use the bathroom sink
these blankets, they are another type of skin.
maybe I like the sour-sweet pocket
under my tongue
tasting of last night’s dessert maybe
I like spongy marbles in my mouth
for teeth.
Author Bio:
Erica McKeen is a Canadian writer of fiction, poetry, and experimental works based in London, Ontario. She has recently ditched the university life to focus on her writing and the betterment of her mental health. She has a particular interest, in both her reading and writing, in the topics of feminism, insanity, and horror. Her fiction and poetry have been published in The Quilliad, This Dark Matter, Nom de Plume, and issues four and five of Occasus. Visit her blog on mental illness and living the creative life at www.ambertypewriter.wordpress.com.