This is the SAME body
it bears all the SCARS and the SCARES
The very same body
that was bruised and blistered
It is the very same body
that was poked and prodded by others
It is the same body
that suffered indignities and humiliations
It carries me from place to place,
performs tasks and creates art
But it doesn’t feel like it belongs to me
because
I refused to belong to it.
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