Poetry for the signs



They tell you you’re a forgery, that your smile is a mask and your composure an act, simply because they cannot accept the idea that people are supposed to be multidimensional. on and on they go, pinning their ignorance to you under the name of blame, seeing in you only that which they wish to see."


— poetry for the signs: the “you’ve done well” edition, L. Schreiber



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