In fourth grade,
I gave myself bloody noses
everyday just to be alone with
Jessica Haney (who took medication
after recess in the nurse’s office). Before
I could make her love me, they cauterized the
artery. “High-functioning autism” wasn’t a thing back then;
it was tough.
edit on 4/12/2018 by DictionaryOfExcuses because: (no reason given)
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