hodge podge

Standard

Sometimes

What part

Is the head

What is the body?

Sometimes

I cannot tell

Who I am

Between me

My dog my husband

My family?

And maybe that’s the

Meaning to relate.

That I am a part

Not apart.

I wrote a memoir

Earlier this year.

In it I abdicated connection

Purposely.

To explain myself

Without the fetters

The tendrils of

Connection

But now I wonder about the efficacy of that memoir.

Is it even real?

A fictional version of myself at the time.

A slight view of a hodge podge girl.

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