shots of apple cider vinegar
alone in room
with lots of blue
glittering things
twisting face
to twisting sound
reflected reflected reflected
_
she performs her rage
for my punishment
for her waves that aren’t just waves
she and her femaleness reminding me of my mother
their female persona
that I make
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Then i have to face the question
what do i want if i am freed from being
what they made me
who need the caregiving
and the comforting
who heard no and are thrashing
kalai
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