teachers, bosses, adults, parents
ignore my cries
please, they hurt me at home, please.
no, they don’t, child, you are delusional.
ignore my bruises
my eye – it hurts – it’s black and mottled green
you fell, you clumsy child.
ignore my sadness
i’m drowning. please, i need help. please.
do you want attention that bad, child?
i am a person, a solid child, still growing. solid as the trees. solid as you. alive.
there is a ghost haunting me in the corner. i banish it away, pesky thing.