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adaptation of the poem
(vPYBk)
anthropolog
ist in the field of
your ribs because it's not
I have studied so hard to pass
as one of you I've spent a
beauty if it doesn't hurt But I
lifetime on it I have tells
Blisters tremors bruises all the
girl I study but none of it ever
studied I pretended I hid the
signs that I was not meant for
your world was not meant to be
bruises and the tics I hid the
contained in your clothes your
shoes I have this terribly
(04cC2)
comes naturally None of it is in
big dark parts of me I tamed my
inconvenien
t allergy to cold
iron Hives really Welts I stand
hair I watched my mouth I hid my
out When I was little I asked my
alleged mother what's a girl
my nature I am something larger
magic I did not speak of such
She said you you're a girl and
she laced me into dresses that I
things because we do not speak
tore off in the school parking
lot in line for the bus Laced me
