And There are Others

there are two of us now
maybe more
maybe others
many others
one’s teeth drips saliva
the other sharpens its nails
one’s feet pounds the floor
dressed in cat’o nine tails
one’s eyes call to me
the other points towards the doors
and there are others
many others
many of us
many more



I Begin this Journey knowing that

There will be things we must heal from multiple times and
There will be things which must be read multiple times






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