Is this what I've become?
A disempowered, plucked-petaled flower,
fearing what I could be if the scales fell from my eyes.
So you told me again and again
I was born with Original Sin
lying deep within this unholy embodiment.
I must continually atone
this parasitic home
trapped in a betrayal of my own flesh and bone.
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The Eldest Daughter ✔️
PoëzieA collection of poems I wrote ages 13 to 31 that show how I grapple with neurodivergence, gender roles, and the conservative fundamentalist environment I was raised in. This is the most vulnerable work I have released to date, letting you into intim...
