By Chua, Richelle Aubrey Ang
put me in a petri dish and watch the wounds fester,
—psychedelic episodes turned season four
stuff me inside a box and out comes a sheep
—little, delusional prince who rules a planet with one rose
beat me down and bleed me blue
—dysfunctional limbs like a puzzle missing a piece
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culture the embittered man and watch him thrash around
inside the glass plate he’s created for himself
grow baobabs and let the weeds overrun the pantry,
three holes are just enough to breathe through
receive the successive punches with a crooked smile
we’re playing operation: disable the spinal cord
Richelle is a struggling Science student by day and a curiously coping confessionalist at night. She takes inspiration from and often writes about family, love, and the teenager spirit. In the future, she hopes to publish her own poetry collection.
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