Brianna N R Wine (9-29-1995 / USA)
Do you get it now?
The threshold will not be breached by me, I am stopped at the gate.
I am looked up and down, then directed elsewhere.
Wandering around, the streets so dark.
I fumble wildly, my mind swirling. The quiet is not so quiet.
My name is once again called.
I am looked up and down.
The final verdict is in:
I am to be cast out of sight…can you see this far?
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