In all my years\u2014<\/p>\n
it always begins\u2014<\/p>\n
never have I ever, followed by<\/p>\n
many things that mean<\/p>\n
nothing at all.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
T\u00edn\u00fak\u1eb9\u0301 always leaves herself<\/p>\n
at the door before she enters<\/p>\n
a room like a little girl<\/p>\n
she remembers the books<\/p>\n
her mother stacked<\/p>\n
on her<\/p>\n
head; back arched, eyes look<\/p>\n
straight ahead, up and down the parlour<\/p>\n
do not graze the green settee<\/p>\n
with your dirty white<\/p>\n
socks as you practise<\/p>\n
how not to be yourself.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Never have<\/p>\n
I ever, someone will say<\/p>\n
to me as I wait<\/p>\n
to be told nice things I do not believe<\/p>\n
about myself.<\/p>\n
I take ten strides forward. I turn. I lift up my head<\/p>\n
to see if anyone will say that I am good.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
T\u00edn\u00fak\u1eb9\u0301 never remembers to collect<\/p>\n
the little pieces of herself<\/p>\n
she sheds when she enters a room.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
In all my years\u2014 it always begins\u2014 never have I ever, followed by many things that mean nothing at all. T\u00edn\u00fak\u1eb9\u0301 always leaves herself at the door before she <\/p>\n