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How I kept trying
my mother once told me depression was hereditary
so I cut myself open to bleed black
hoping the molecules that I inherited would spew out of me
like my black vomit
once I aspired to be daddy’s little girl
but I couldn’t stop my body from growing,
my skin from stretching
nor my bones and teeth from yellowing
I am sorry that I have aged so grotesquely
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