Unbothered because my foes don’t have opposable thumbs to pluck me from my place
And aware that crushing feet could be my end
My body is my home and it grows as I do, moves when I do; vagabond
I can’t see the swirls or symmetry that have become me
And inside I am not the beauty they tell me
My only left behind, translucent goo
My only neighbors, unbothered too
MACKENZIE SHAW is from Kitchener, Ontario. Born in 1995, she currently resides and writes from the Okanagan Valley. She is on instagram, tumblr and gmail: @kentries2.
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