There are arrows embedded in Sarita Or, at least, that’s what she claims They pierce her skin and leave H O L E S Foster parents provide Ointments and creams Long, unspelble words Attopik drmaattus But the arrows stay Red dots on beautiful brown skin Still, they try: Long-sleeve shirts in Summer Night, knee-high socks on hands Kindergarten photos, head-only Sarita is bleeding Yet, only outside Inside, may be arrows But If you ask her, Her skin is B e u t i f u l Thank you for reading! If you like my poem, please don’t be afraid to give it a share. Comments are always welcome and I love hearing your thoughts. Question: When was a time you felt comfortable with your appearance and others did not?
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AuthorI'm Darcy Ridge, creating stories that all revolve around family and identity in a myriad of ways. In the past, I have shared multiple stories and published a novella online. You can find me on Wattpad and many other social media websites. They/them [Image Description: black background with the words "Social Justice and Mental Health Resources" in white in the center /end ID]
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