Aug 1, 2017
the choir clock nine o'clock when we met i dressed in navy blue and black and told everyone it was to catch the sunlight better i had built walls taller than mr edmondson and painted the outsides with rainbows, butterflies, sunshine endless fields of tall grass and pharrell williams’ number on...
this is a 12-page poem i wrote and read in front of my abuser of 6+ for my 11th grade choir final. through symbolism, it tells the stories of three years of emotional abuse. after i read it, one of my friends told me that it was ‘the biggest middle finger to [name of abuser] i have ever seen’. i’m proud of that