three months and counting: the heart of a hermit crab
i feel like a shell;
a phrase which doesn’t suggest
i feel hollow.
a shell protects whats inside,
but that isn’t to say that
whats inside is weak.
the tortoise is wise
to carry its shield
on its back where its safest
for i'm a shell with a crack,
and my insides are out
for the world to see.
This poem is about:
Me
Our world
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