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You call me unhinged Because I dared to care To feel To think To speak To scream To yell In ways That confronted you Confounded you You call me unhinged Because I dared to break In my cracks In my heart In my soul In soft pieces Falling from hard edges You call me unhinged […]More
We think our traumas Are the things That leave marks Big and violent We think our worlds Were fine The way they were Small and exclusive We think rebuilding Means fixing what was Going back to the what we know Familiar and comfortable What we don’t stop to think To realize Is our worlds The […]More
Line after line in the sidewalk, That’s all I could see. Other kids would jump around, leap past me, bent over in my periphery Grabbing at roly polies. But not me, So careful was I, watching the lines. Watching the cracks in the pavement. Step on a crack break your mother’s back! All it took was to […]More