Today, I was called the r slur
I was at the pool with friends
It wasn't the 1st time I had been called the word, and it certainly wasn't the last
You see, the 1st time I ever heard the Word was in 3rd grade
When it was yelled in my direction at recess
I didn't know what the word had meant at that point
But it hurt
Years later, I heard the word again in sixth grade
I heard boys scream the word down the hallway
In seventh grade, I made a friend
She was really sweet and caring.
She used the word quite frequently, but she didn't know what it meant she only said it because she had heard it her whole life
She only ever used it as a joke
Hey, r word get over here
Hey, stop acting like such an r word
It wasn't until later when i told her what the word had meant to me
It wouldn't be until 2 years later When I actually found out there was a possibility that I had autism
It was funny that people around me knew something about myself
That I didn't know until the years later
YOU ARE READING
Book Of Poetry
PuisiThese are just a few of my poems each chapter will be a different poem thank you for reading TRIGGER WARNING!! Some poems may contain details of sexual assault, self-harm, and other things that may be triggering
