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dad,
i'm sorry that i take
up more space
than you want me to
but i wish you could just
maybe
tell me i was okay
just okay
sometimes.
i'm sorry that i take
up more space
than you want me to
but i wish you could just
maybe
tell me i was okay
just okay
sometimes.
Literature
Mastering Me
In another universe,
I have green eyes, curly hair,
and paint smeared across all my fingers--
a war cry of artistry
instead of needlepoint scars.
The pooch of my belly
and the lumps in my thighs
might be from anything else
but the insulin I inject four times a day.
I grow up a child, not a parent,
the master of my destiny
not running away but running toward;
I'm a little bit taller
in spirit and stature,
in all the ways that matter
when darkness creeps under the door
and phantoms howl.
I shave my legs every day
instead of once every month
once every three months
once every only now and again when I feel like it
and I'm confident--
a godde
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.
I am what
my father
taught me;
you'll find
the devil in
my hands.
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.
the tender weeds they tumble
into the fusty damp;
they shrivel -
curl like ribbons
adorning your grave.
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me too friend... me too...