OVS Magazine, 2016
Scrape. Slam. Sit
Still. Count them
Through the door:
Four. Twelve. Twenty-
Two. Just like me/
Not like me. Buzzing
In my head. Mom
Says they’re sound
Scars. Quiet, it’s
Not quiet. Teacher
Says draw straight
Lines under
Letters. Only I can
Hear the paper
Howl.