I dreamed I was cut open from pelvis to ribs and I had dirty roots inside my body instead of organs. The dirt was dry like there was a drought and the roots were dead. I don’t know where the tree was. Or how I’d been walking around for so long. After the incisions, there were three of them, I was thrown over a waterfall.
Jessica Halsey lives in Arkansas and is working toward earning a degree in Laboratory Science while she writes a horror series about werewolves, an urban fantasy series about fairies, and many strange poems. She loves birdwatching and performing venipuncture. Her house words are, “Is there blood on the floor?” View all posts by jessicahalseywrites