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​Hisako Rogers
once
i gave out
name riddled warnings because
sometimes in summer
they are not to be said correctly
when grandma is over
do not mention my name
do not listen or catch the times it is said
it is a secret well kept
by fear behind
diary locked lips

you cant say you are both
but we can forgive you

once
i could feel my throat tearing
around the glass i kept imagining was there
i swore i could feel it biting into my skin
like the way people would tell me
my estrogen
determined my personality
or the way i bleed every month
means i dont wear enough dresses
they still call me baby girl
he told me
dont worry

soon
you will finally realize denying girl is not an option and
i will still love you despite your mistakes



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