i remember
the time i took
the tiniest screw driver
and took of the blade
of a pencil sharpener
and cut my self
in places
no one could see
a call for help
YOU ARE READING
silence
Poetrya girl who is deaf, with cochlear implants writes her stories in poems
cuts
i remember
the time i took
the tiniest screw driver
and took of the blade
of a pencil sharpener
and cut my self
in places
no one could see
a call for help
