We are limbs twisted deep into the family tree

We are woven together through ancestors and all

We asked for milk from the same breast

I wrapped my body in a towel in his presence

He saw me bare...

Years later we meet in the woods of the family trees

I didn't pretend to be okay with you asking for my body

Body body pictures that would make a sister shudder

I shaped my anger into a small roar for the sake of you not feeling suicidal

Lately I feel like I've been walking around with a,"kick me" sign behind my back

The letter "D" imprinted on my forehead and the "ditzy" sign just below

These alphabets can get to you especially if you find yourself backing them up

I let him know I wasn't talking to him until, I feel smart again