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May 2013
∈ that moment, all I wanted was for things to stop. no more pen to paper nose to the grindstone keep calm carry on power through just keep swimming stop. no more hey baby can i buy you a drink nice legs cat calls from passing strangers fumbling in the dark sweater vests do you like that take it take it stop. no more forms deadlines how can i help you miss you just need to fill this out sign here please stop. no more how's the weather how's your sister how are you polite questions honest answers uncomfortable look at the people around you scanning for familiar people to save you from having to try to seem sincere stop. but they kept going kept going I stood still as they moved forward leaving me to stand still as they flowed on around me: stopped.
Telegrams to myself
Written by
Amelia Jo Anne  Canada
(Canada)   
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