I always loved snakes Until I woke up with one In my bed Slithering around in my head Leaving me for dead.

I don’t recall the moment it happened Just Moments when I realized I was no longer the same. I no longer crumbled When men cursed my name Out of the blue Tears no longer Stained my sheets.

I want to get lost in the woods living freely the way that I should I’m not sure how I would survive But at least I would feel alive.

I have never felt so small And that’s okay I could sail away And not many would notice I could start a new life Live many lives over time And still not many Would blink an eye And when I die They will have wished for More time Rather than Letting days slip by Without a single “hi” I have never felt so small And that’s okay I don’t want to be drooled over Anyway I just wish to be Visible Not a fly on a wall Not one to be overshadowed by Stereotypical beauty standards Ignored by cameras I simply wish to be seen But I am merely a speck The one they forget Then remember at the last minute Number of contacts long diminished I have never felt so small And that’s okay I simply exist in a world With presences too large For any room Leaving no room For me.

Yesterday it rained Staining my windowsill I watched the droplets Trickle to the bottom Pretending They were racing And that each Held a wish. “I wish to move out.” “I wish to graduate.” “I wish for a car.” It all seemed so trivial In the moment But I knew it one Was important And they would all Come true.