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Toxic Dynamics Started Young

I would have preferred sisterhood.

By Pluto WolnosciPublished 2 years ago • 1 min read

Michael sat next to me on the bus

every day until April came,

when he wore his blue jumper

and he put his lunchbox

on the seat by yours,

and you whispered

in his ear,

“She smells

weird”

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    Written by Pluto Wolnosci