The Fallout from Dyslexia and Nuclear War
for my entire life
I've always been on the brink
of annihilation
under a wooden desk
covering porcelain neck
the unforgiving sirens
a nuclear child
petrified of being exposed
to the fallout
seven years of age
stressed out by the alphabet
thoroughly dyslexic
Copyright © Anthony Biaanco | Year Posted 2024
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