. . . .real

what am i?

person

animal

body

(

organs

bones

teeth

fingernails

skin

)

soul?

.

*have i

always

been

here

?

what was i

before

i was a

blob of goo

in the womb?

.

.

.

what will i be

when the

body

is barely

dust?*

.

.

(whose brain do i live in?)

.

.

**perhaps to

someone else

i'm just the

little girl in their

imagination

that lives

in the attic

of a tall house,

sitting at her

writing desk

writing

poetry**

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