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“Stripping” written by Lily Jones

I am not fragile

or brainless

these things I must remind myself of

you know how your lungs start to burn while you're

running and it gets hard to breathe?

that's what it feels like but not in my lungs

it's in my stomach and my back

and a little in my throat

it curls its way up my spine and down my legs and up  

throughout my arteries

hitting every nerve along the way

it glitters and sparks

which draws attention, of course

people stare as the lightning

rips a path under my skin

when it's finished slowly, excruciatingly

electrocuting my body, it lingers in my eyes

purple ropes and wires wrap themselves around me

stinging like rugburn


-Lily Jones

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