I think my mind is growing larger,
ripping open my skull.
My brain is oozing out of my ears
and clumping and drizzling out of my mouth.
I can hear everything,
but I fear my information is untrue, unviable-
“somethings wrong with you”
I hear the deaf boys marching forward
I hear them laugh and I see them trap me in their gazes
“doesn’t she look ridiculous”
I look ridiculous
I should laugh or speak up
Oh heavens, I look ridiculous
Won’t it stop?!
I’m not having fun.
Turn it off
It hurts my lungs.
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See you in another day,
SA