UPON [CONSENSUALLY] VISITING THE PSYCHIATRIST
FOR THE FIRST TIME
every three months, e.b. asks me how’s the ocd going? and I tell her, “well,
you know. still have it” & she recommends deep breaths. thanks
for my script, cold busride back to campus. sitting with myself 2
decompress and count every single
blessing I might know. and I know
I know
I know
(x4)
at least 6 777 216
ways it could be worse than this
and none of them have happened yet
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Sarah Cavar is a student and writer of ambiguous gender and unsound mind. Find their work in 3:am Magazine, The Offing, Sweet Tree Review, Glass: A Journal of Poetry, and elsewhere. Cavar reluctantly tweets @cavarsarah.