and I remembered the rooms where I was not.
some doors shut like eyelids
looking away
as soon as I walked in with my skin
and my name
I asked others:
Have you ever felt it too?
“It’s like a rubberball band.”
Tight. Bright.
Colorful.
Constricting.
Wrapped in expectation.
"Inclusion" is a play.
She just sat there,
like a violin in an empty auditorium,
Maybe she doesn’t want
changing
or fixing
or hiding
Maybe she just wants a cup of tea
and a place to exist
without performing welcome.
if you see yourself in her.
You are just a kid who wanted to join the game.
I see you.
or hiding
Maybe she just wants a cup of tea
and a place to exist
without performing welcome.
if you see yourself in her.
You are just a kid who wanted to join the game.
I see you.