Analizabeth : Writing

The Voicemail

The Voicemail

A Story by Analizabeth


I listened to your voicemail again today and it killed me; not because of what you said but because of how I still remember how many sugars you take i..
Suffocating

Suffocating

A Poem by Analizabeth


I am suffocating.Your words of disappointment and disapprovalsurround me and suck the air out of my lungs tothe point where I’ve even forgotten ..