lost poem

it was about sweetcorn.
it was about hidden layers.
it was about changing my name
starting the process
of becoming myself
my own person.
it was a statement
before i knew what a statement was.
i may have used husk
and silky threads.
grade one or grade two.
stay there
poem about sweetcorn
with the curly-haired girl
sitting cross-legged
at odds with the world
writing
writing
writing

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