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    We All Fell Down

    Elena was a sunflower
    Her hair glittering pure blonde drops of bliss as she faced the bellowing sun
    She danced like a pearl, the most beautiful jewel
    Her long graceful arms brushing across the stage floor
    As the crowd screamed and cheered
    She spoke like a queen, her voice magnified in confidence,
    Her beliefs and her dreams, she painted windows of inspiration for her peers
    But at night, she would curl the rope she had tied around her neck
    Round and round it went,
    Round and round it went
    She would step upon the shaking chair and she would clutch the rope
    Her knuckles white and small droplets of red blood forming
    Her mind focused on the last few words she had scribbled onto a note she kissed and placed under the drawer table
    Round and round
    And then she would pull the rope from around her neck
    And step down from the chair
    Then she let Tears come to her
    Then she let Pain come to her
    Then she let Life come to her

    Mary was the juiciest red apple
    Her black hair, solemn and quiet, matched her saintly presence
    Her lips painted black for her faith, she held herself to a higher place
    Dressed modestly, without color or flair
    She spent her afternoons tutoring and her nights volunteering
    But every night since that one time she would weep
    Blood red, as they ripped her across the street
    Their arms touching the secret places she kept for herself
    She said
    I can’t take the pain
    or the thoughts
    or feeling dirty
    or the feeling of my body
    It's like I’m not in my body
    there is an empty hole here
    Then she let Tears come to her
    Then she let Pain come to her
    Then she let Life come to her

    Angela was a dove
    Her dirty hair hung between her eyes, big bulky frames of thick lens
    She spent her days huddled into small spaces trying to disappear
    She sang herself to sleep each night
    Her body covered with bruises, cigarettes and finger imprints
    Her stomach, empty and shallow and full of pain
    The room across from her an endless chorus to screams
    She bit her lip until blood ran into the floor
    Soon she let Tear come to her
    Then she let Pain come to her
    Then she let Life come to her

    Sydney was thick crunchy bread
    Her amber brunette hair tied above her head
    As she sprinted toward the tracks, her legs catching speed
    Faster and faster she ran
    Louder and louder the crowd cheered
    Faster and faster
    But every week, she spend one hour in the bathroom
    Gazing at herself through those jaded mirrors
    Her hands following the lines and curves of her body
    Her every imperfection biting her like a stab wound to her heart
    Hating every part of herself, her last eaten meal was already in the toilet
    Her hand already reaching for the cabinet drawer that held her razor
    And she cut into herself
    Waiting for that one moment Nothing came to her
    Then she let Tears come to her
    Then she let Pain come to her
    Then she let Life come to her

    Victoria was an eagle
    Her blonde hair trimmed off, even over her ears and sharp glasses
    Her mouth a quick hammer, like judgment day
    She preferred to wear pants instead of dresses to all formal occasions
    Respected but yet constantly afraid as through her biggest secret was as obvious and clear as a mirror
    Thinking about that girl with the long black raven hair
    Her smile in the wind, playing with her heart strings
    But then there is a lie to tell
    Every day there was a lie to tell
    Changing the very parts of your identity trying to hide it
    Victoria was the eagle who had lost to the snake
    And so she let Tears come to her
    Then she let Pain come to her
    Then she let Life come to her

    Elena, Mary, Angela, Sydney, Victoria
    They were all girls at the same public high school
    They never noticed each other
    But they always understood one another


    Yeheng Liu
    El Segundo, California

  • #2
    There is probably nothing in the world that is as strong of a unifying force as pain.

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