Stigmata
I bear in my body
the stigmata of perfectionism
shoulders locked
vertebrae fused
neck aching
arms sore
as if it’s not enough
to bring in one grocery
bag at a time
I bear in my body
the stigmata of perfectionism
shoulders locked
vertebrae fused
neck aching
arms sore
as if it’s not enough
to bring in one grocery
bag at a time
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