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Monster by Aashna Jalan



It's my gnarly monster Growing steadily inside me  Munching on my spirit  Dripping in chaos and anarchy


My stubborn monster  Likes to play dead  Still and quiet  Like the insides of my head


My pudgy monster  Reeks of sadness and uncertainty  Hiding in cubby holes of panic Playing with my insecurities


My elusive monster  Is my mind's favorite pet Like the dog who eats your homework  Never ending source of excuses and an ever present threat.

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