Theo Bee: the gap year
the gap year
(CW: blood)
skin flakes rest in my lap, hands crossed, fingers
twisted left and right and up and forward but never down
if i cannot taste iron after losing blood, it's been too much
and he knows this but i forget
can i sit here for a minute, just a minute
why would i let you do that
i dislocated my ankle, and my shoulder, and my tongue
i've never had wisdom teeth. my father loves this fact.
mother, i wanted to let you know that i'm not a girl
i didn't ask what you thought about it
i send her a picture of the bruise after the last blood draw
we have the same blood type, only if she didn't lie
i hope you had a nice vacation, i loved seeing the photos.
silence.
my last appointment was thursday but my next one
is may 18th. i can't drive after.
we have the same thing. i don't get how you don't understand.
don't pretend you’re anything like me.
