NaPoWriMo #15 – Contortionist

NaPoWriMo 2019
I've often found myself contorting,
squeezing into other peoples' boxes.
Maybe it's because I'm small.
I can fit into places easily.
But my stomach hangs over my legs,
petruding over the line.
Stuffing never helps.
Hiding can often reveal more than
what was
hidden.
So I stopped contorting.

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