This piece came after a relationship that meant everything to me ended fiercely and left me feeling like I was living in the aftermath of a volcano. I had survived but it felt like a whole identity of who I believed I was had been wiped away, with parts of what had been there still active in my body, I didn’t know if I was trying to hold something of what they were, or wanting it all to disappear so that part of me could die or begin to form again.

The After Math
Zara Waters