FEATURED POETRY: Unfolding by Mitzy Espiritu

Crouched in the corner, hiding in the dark
wearing salt skin, palpitating.
I'm watching it all unfold through a wretched little hole,
such a treacherous heart when your mind says no.

Oh the bliss of ignorance: Doesn't matter if you look stupid.
What's the price you have to pay to know it all?
To the devil you sell your soul

Drenched in sweat, the echoes of their breathing
a room so cursed --- the curse of a child:
the mark of betrayal

Oh the bliss of ignorance: Doesn't matter if you look idiotic.
What's the price you have to pay to know it all?
To the devil you sell your soul
To the devil you sell your soul