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Jun 2019
as a child
i feared the screams
the most
it meant
that all anyone had to say
would boil in their gullet
burn upon the skin
contact amiss
whisper lightly
so the child may sleep today
scream only in the night
so darkness equals
impossible sound
imperishable
phrases etched
in perishable
skin
Written by
em  20/Non-binary/California
(20/Non-binary/California)   
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