A Story

once, i thought i listened to a story

while wondering only if i couldve written it

had i tried harder or been raised differently

and found I wasn’t really listening.

 

it could have been about

mermaids or the sea

or even been centered on

that guy, or that one

who raped me

 

Since then, a piranha

of a doctor told me to open wide

for a big surprise

and took out half my teeth

He also stole a rib from my side

You’ll notice, now, I look skinnier

from the left. Her name was Clara

and I never even got

to hold her hand

 

She could’ve been

anything-but I only thought

the worst. About pirates

and graveyard shifts

I didnt know much.

Not the whole genre of romance

or even the existence

of the kind of sex

that’s not coerced

 

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