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Paraplegic
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a rose for empathy
can my own beauty reflect off glass
again the pain subsides like matted walls
like hospital halls like gas and pills and sass
never can I dance in balls or prance through malls
my pelvic gird’ survives tacked back intact
i sigh relieved my paralysis stops
there died before my eyes the drunk in fact
who crashed and thrashed and mashed in flee of cops
by grace i stay a higher vertebrate
in this ordered peck of vine and line still mine
my skin and brain remain not celibate
tho
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I take a stroll through the mall every day, and every day I see people taking paraplegic family members out for a window-shopping excursion and paletas, and against the backdrop of of loud club beats it makes me sad. I'm just this sad bitch.
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― The Undocumented Americans
― The Undocumented Americans
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