Henry Ford Hospital / Frida Kahlo / 1932

I’m in this space where I feel judgmental of everyone and everything I see

That’s too dirty

That’s not clean

I didn’t like that joke

It wasn’t funny so I won’t laugh out of social expectation

I have big feelings and dreams

That I’ve tried to express but they don’t come out pristine

Representations of the thoughts in my head and visions I see

And this will just be another poem I don’t show you because it won’t change a thing.

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