Everything’s back to normal, just like the way it used to be I just came out here, with my heart soaring with thoughts of what goodies I get to explore while tranquilized by the stripes of the blinds. A trusting girl, who breathes with her mouth closed. So many choices right now. This cell phoneContinue reading “Blinds”
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A kid from Turkey, 1970s
Ageism runs deep
Ageism runs deep. It runs (ran) through my veins bitterly. There I was, twelve years old, just walking around the park barefoot pretending that I was in a Disney cartoon. Running through freshly cut grass (hindsight, not the best thing to do), singing to trees, pretending to be an Olympic ice skater on my rollerContinue reading “Ageism runs deep”
Foreign kid
You were a pretty fun loving kid, what happened? My name started getting weirder My skin started getting darker My culture started to get different I started getting insecure
