I put on the leg
sitting on my bed
fitted it
at the top
and stood up on it.
I hated
the **** thing.
I walked
about the room
with the walking stick
helping me balance.
Other girls watched
what's it like?
the girl Susie said.
Like a ******* leg
I said.
You swore
she said
I'm telling Sister Paul.
Go tell her
show her your ****
for all I care
I said.
She stared at me.
Hey Anne
the girl with burns said
makes you look
different.
How different?
I said
it's just a leg
go **** eggs.
I stormed
from the room
and along
the passageway.
I walked past
the young nun
who smiled
and I smiled.
I liked her
despite her
being a nun.
I went out
on the lawn
and walked over
to the table
at the end
and sat in one
of the white
metal chairs.
I threw
my stick aside
and stared
at the leg.
My stump felt sore
I wanted to take
off the leg
and throw it
at the first person
who came by.
The Kid came
and sat bedside me.
I liked him
one of the few
I liked in
the this hell hole.
He talked.
Over behind him
other kids stood
staring at us
sitting there.
**** them
I said to myself
and gave them
a hard stare.
May 18, 2017
May 18, 2017 at 3:30 AM UTC
I put on the leg
sitting on my bed
fitted it
at the top
and stood up on it.
I hated
the **** thing.
I walked
about the room
with the walking stick
helping me balance.
Other girls watched
what's it like?
the girl Susie said.
Like a ******* leg
I said.
You swore
she said
I'm telling Sister Paul.
Go tell her
show her your ****
for all I care
I said.
She stared at me.
Hey Anne
the girl with burns said
makes you look
different.
How different?
I said
it's just a leg
go **** eggs.
I stormed
from the room
and along
the passageway.
I walked past
the young nun
who smiled
and I smiled.
I liked her
despite her
being a nun.
I went out
on the lawn
and walked over
to the table
at the end
and sat in one
of the white
metal chairs.
I threw
my stick aside
and stared
at the leg.
My stump felt sore
I wanted to take
off the leg
and throw it
at the first person
who came by.
The Kid came
and sat bedside me.
I liked him
one of the few
I liked in
the this hell hole.
He talked.
Over behind him
other kids stood
staring at us
sitting there.
**** them
I said to myself
and gave them
a hard stare.
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