Spine
/A poem inspired by scoliosis
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Every story has a twist
A turn in the tale
Gazing at the straight metal rod in the mist
Wondering if the curve will lead her to fail
A shoulder jutting forwards
Her hips sitting on a slope
The pain she’d escape if she could
Striving for the symmetry that would help her cope
And just like that the butterfly takes flight
Embracing her vertebrae as part of her world
She stands tall, drawn up to her height
Shaking off her shame of the spine that curled
By Annabel Davis
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