The Things We Blame

In The Hair

It was the cold
the freezing cold
my ears were shut

I have to
tell you
something

Then it was the sun
the freaking sun
I couldn’t see

I have to
show you
something

Then it was me
without my hands
or legs

I have to
give you
something

And at the end
it was just me
(Nobody else)

more by URSULA RABAR BABIC

Photograph by Ryan McGuire

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