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"The bones break, building upon one another-each vertebrae snapping, stacking, until my limbs reach the highest shelves." -From Chameleon. TW: Abuse, Grief, Loss, Violence. Poetry was never a genre I thought I would get into. I read very little poetry when I was younger and always struggled with counting syllables for Haiku in grade school. However, many great writers have said that poetry helps fiction on a prose level. And crafting beautiful prose is where I've always struggled in my writing, and so in Spring of 2022, I took my first poetry class. It did in fact help my fiction, but I also found a third love in literature, one that I will return to throughout my life. It is poetry where I'm able to portray true, raw emotion and more times than not, write about the people I love.
Chameleon
