a friend says
but
you
don’t
seem
like
you
have
Bipolar
mouth kind, whole as a bell, mouth
I care for, whose shoelaces I’d tie &
cup I’d fill
do you know what it’s like
to want to believe a non-believer?
suddenly I am
undiagnosed
another girl
a cloud
made rabbit
by a child
surely
you know how this ends
a rose
by any other name
is still a flock
of blades
from Odes to LithiumFind more by Shira Erlichman at the library
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