Stigmatization
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You don’t need to stare -one, two, three, four- at me like I’m some sort of science experiment. A freak of nature, just as amazing and depressing as a third-grade paper-mache volcano, spewing numbers and tics like baking soda and vinegar.
I was having lunch with a friend,
Cheese pizza, Mountain Dew, and fries.
A group of guys sitting nearby,
Were laughing aloud at the school cafeteria.
One of them approaches and sitting next to me
He says,
He rests encaged
his heart entangled as the Little Red Raven has done.
The school children shout, they jeer, and laugh, as they say:
Aye! It’s you who got pecked by the Little Red Raven
I
Frigid snow falling so gracefully,
constantly builds up over time.
Cold, heavy; as the roots
of the trees shrivel, look outside
and see summer. Warm, friendly, alive.
