Feel free to follow me here: 👉https://open.spotify.com/artist/6pIpjMnBr9UUcuRkTP8ISm .................................................................................................................. They forgot me. In the meeting. In the hallway. In the group photo. I was cropped out. Not even a shadow. So I wished. To be tall. Tall enough to be noticed. Tall enough to block the sun. Tall enough to ruin someone’s Wi-Fi. And then— I was. They pointed. They clapped. They took pictures with my knee. They said, “Wow.” They said, “Finally.” They said, “Can you move? You’re in the way.” I tried to speak. My voice caused a power outage. I tried to wave. A helicopter crashed. I sat on a mountain. I missed the floor. I missed the door. I missed before. I shrank. No one noticed. Which felt like love. Or something like it. Or nothing. Or everything.
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