Oh Captain
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I have my aunt’s face,
My mother’s eyes,
My father’s sickness.
I am the summation of a dozen bodies.
Pieces of my family sewn onto me.
But I am not Frankenstein, the girl.
I have my aunt’s face,
My mother’s eyes,
My father’s sickness.
I am the summation of a dozen bodies.
Pieces of my family sewn onto me.
But I am not Frankenstein, the girl.
Standing still while the world goes 'round
Different, yet similar, nothing new to be found.
All I hear are snickers and laughs,
Enough to send me running and hurting my calves.
