seventeen ❥

happy birthday to me!

Seventeen 
Is the water spout spilling water out
And the roof caving in from the leaks 
Seventeen
Knocks on my door with its knuckles white
Then puts its hands around my neck
Seventeen 
Is heat lightning that I can’t hear 
Colouring the world white for a moment
Seventeen
Unravels threads between its fingers
Embroiders something new into my skin
Now seventeen —
It’s pouring right over me
      choking me softly 
      striking me in the chest 
      stabbing needles into my skin

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My mother used to be a paediatrician so I’m no longer a child.

My cousins live in a different time zone so I’m seventeen 2 hours early.

My twin sister is a minute younger but what is a minute within seventeen years?

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