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Every gift you’ve given an empty promise made,
Call me a fool for
Listening to words never spoken.
In memory, with distance and time, my
Pieces begin to fit, but I find I’m
Still, and forever,
Eclipsed by you.
About the Creator
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I am a non-binary, trans-masc writer. I work to dismantle internalized structures of oppression, such as the gender binary, class, and race. My writing is personal but anecdotally points to a larger political picture of systemic injustice.
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Comments (2)
This is powerful work here. Well done :)
This was so poignant, emotional and relatable. Loved your Acrostic!