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Sep 2014
strained vocal chords
are merely the very
beginning of attempts
of telling myself
that i am worth more
than this. i am messy
and jumbled and i
will never do my
dishes within two
days of using them
or wash something
other than my socks
and underwear at
the end of every
week or speak in
sentences that make
sense outside of
the corners of my
brain,
but that's okay.
Inspired by a poem by Brooke
hellopoetry.com/poem/869019/dont-you-know/
Megan Grace
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Megan Grace
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