And so I did it again, 

I didn't stop to think, 

I didn’t stop to talk

Knowing that karma will catch up with me one way or another, 

 As I did another abortion.

This fiction was written for Trifextra: Week Sixty-nine.

This weekend we are asking for a thirty-three word confession.  You’re free to write non-fiction or fiction or to blur the lines in between.  We just encourage you to get creative and give us your best.

Our demons

We topple through worlds

We look underneath every surface

We try to get it right, to shift the paradigm

but we can’t

Not when the war is against our demons

Our own selves