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I’m still not used to the thick skin I have grown over
the past few months. It’s tougher, far more difficult to penetrate
with cruel words and gentle touches. I’m less small
animal now, more predator, and a lot more likely to use
my words as weapons than I ever would have dreamed
in the past. I can’t afford to let my guard down nowadays.
Inside, I’m still fleshy, still softspoken and shy and full of wonder.
But as of late, trees have been shaking violently outside
my bedroom windows at night, trying to break in;
take my frame in their branches and feed their roots
off the fear dwelling in my bones. And I’m not sure if
I want to shake them off.
the past few months. It’s tougher, far more difficult to penetrate
with cruel words and gentle touches. I’m less small
animal now, more predator, and a lot more likely to use
my words as weapons than I ever would have dreamed
in the past. I can’t afford to let my guard down nowadays.
Inside, I’m still fleshy, still softspoken and shy and full of wonder.
But as of late, trees have been shaking violently outside
my bedroom windows at night, trying to break in;
take my frame in their branches and feed their roots
off the fear dwelling in my bones. And I’m not sure if
I want to shake them off.
