scrolling through my camera roll

Sophia Yao

bruises in dirt

kneeling

between the bars

i see myself

pigtails, paperclips

and a tricycle.

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sheer black, chevron

stiff cotton pleats

looking away

stand still

slipping away

smile,

it is the first day.

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true blue

sky sea salt screen

small smile swoop

no, not like this,

like this, how?

i do not know

how do i look?

even smaller.

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big girl, warm glow

butter leaves, sparkling

right here, how do i

stand still?

right here

with my heart

outside my body

right here

bruising,

tender.

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i turn,

watching.

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my life unfolds

in layers,

upon layers,

before me.

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