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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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a space for youth writing on mental health & identity
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for Jamie (she/her) you are diagnosed with lost, doppelgänger’s wanderlust curate an identity in language and code, polylingual coupons out of the sinking sandbed you call home but look at you: camera in hand, eyes shuttering, the truth wrapped in plasticised tears. this is dislocation as you know it, normalcy bleeding your heart’s chrysalis, a butterfly broken mid-escape forsaken behind the mirror. tell me, pearl in the oyster,
was it worth shrouding yourself in second-hand nacre beneath makeshift polygraphs and shoddy long shots? you taught me enough maths for me to know that if life were an equation you’d be the first to solve it. you’d find its centre, wrench it dry as printer paper and then sit back to watch it crumble a part, a potpourri of hospiced ideals and waiting seats. my friend, are you still right where he left you, your boy’s silhouette mumbling “sorry, no can do” to an empty chat room? are you still out there hanging from the rails of uncertainty snagged on the high of stolen opportunities, half-mistakes living from one fractured stake to the next until you realise it’s all flesh photography in the end, the psyche fitted in frame and blown up? bloated verbosity, your fish-eye lens capture the nights you spent spilling out of your skin dreaming a new body sans the new soul Comments are closed.
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