i am reminder. i am sore spots. i am the
ghost of a little girl who everyone sees
but we’re not supposed to talk about. i 
live my life small and you reap the
benefits of not knowing. i am protecting 
you, really, no really, protecting you by 
holding this knife up my crotch. there is 
a monster in my lower belly where all 
the evil in the world sleeps so i try to 
keep it inside of me by crossing my legs 
and whispering.