i can talk about what happened.

a poem about how others can silence you in a way that quiets your reality.

Photo by Tim Bogdanov on Unsplash

there are a lot of parts of me

that i’ve had to bid farewell to

and i remember being expected

to say goodbye with ease.

there was the little girl with a spelling affinity

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writer | editor | poet | all things personal development ↠ alaynadoyal.com ♡

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Alayna Doyal

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writer | editor | poet | all things personal development ↠ alaynadoyal.com

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