“Get Out”
1 min readApr 23, 2017
I distrust the taste of you sifting through my mouth like sediment that doesn’t belong.
Stop stalling in my teeth.
My bottom lip already bleeds enough without your added stammer.
Written by Dr. Rachel KallemWhitman
Educator, advocate, and writer who has been shacking up with bipolar disorder since 2000. The “Dr.” is silent. The bad jokes are loud ❤ seebrightness.com