I keep my phone number listed so my ex-boyfriends know where to find me, should they start looking. I have dreams about monsters, hotels, soft old tomatoes, and people I haven't met yet.
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the little girl who thought I didn't like her because she was black.
the window in the apartment jay miles had.
the way I hit the pavement screaming the night my father died.
the inside of my sixth grade classroom.
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when the wind blows hard
I pray the power won't go out
because I'm terrified of the dark.
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