This was a dream from last which I think was triggered by bumping into somebody I used to work with. She has retired from the care home I used to work with. I feel a bit too exhausted to try and make this short dream to make it over the 600 word count requirement from Vocal, so I will convert it into a poem so it will will automatically pass the filter and I feel like writing a poem because the imagery felt nostalgic and daunting at the same time.
People assume because I am single
That I am free to pair up with whoever
People assume because I have male friends
That I share a bed with all of them
People assume because I’ve lost weight
I have become beautiful and free
I wander into my old workplace
The purple is replaced with greys
an old lady in a nightie is scared
different places and worn out faces
they tell me to come in and have a chat
maybe they want me back
About the Creator
Chloe Gilholy
I live in Oxfordshire. Visited 20+ countries. I've written a couple of poetry books and also published a dystopian novel called Game of Mass Destruction and a horror novella called Heavenly Seas.
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