Monday, January 21, 2013

i was rubble before i was
anything else, and right
now i can feel my roots
bursting through the thinly
layered plaster shell.

my heart pumps my blood
to my brain and my body,
and it takes with it other
things that my body makes,
that make me curl up in
bed and watch cartoons
and cry lots without shame.

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