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abecedarian representation of my apparent traumatization

Absent from time, Budding through adolescence. Crown me for what you are and Decline those parts of me that do not Emit the softness that you desire. For a man of seventeen such a knowledge of the body should be unseen but Geriatric parents filled your body with crack cocaine and set you free. How do you teach small-town highschoolers the Intricacies of consent? Judging from the emboldened ABSTINENCE, an enthusiastic yes! was not a part of the curriculum. So you Knuckle down and find one body for your study. Love bomb with your Mother’s trust fund and remove the word No from your scope of understanding. Oppose all forms of opposition and eventually opposites will attract. Prevent intervention through subtle forms of isolation. Question all forms of authority until Right from wrong becomes a question of Sex versus stability. Then, when the Time is right, destabilize it all. Usurp any ounce of self-awareness. Virginity and queerness should hold no space here, Wipe the slate clean through consistent subliminal messaging. Xenograft the best parts and make them your own. Youth will decline with time and soon you will have succeeded in Zombifying what used to be a girl of only sixteen. 

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- Shelby Brown

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