" The Vanishing Woman
I was afraid to become nothing
When all I ever wanted was vanishing
You can really be anything
Especially dead, which is a prayer
Though I do not know my soul yet
I think it is made of medicine
I have to believe my soul is everything
And all on Earth is just a mood
And now I am a woman who is helping me
And now I am the ocean hallucinating me
Face of blinks and grave of flesh
My soul just floating around them "
― Melissa Broder , Last Sext