tourette’s

by M Nv

The word – tourette’s – is a curse.

I’m scared of the word, I abhor it, I

just can’t bring  ~~~~ myself to acceptance.

I shelter my tics under clothing,

yet my tics are me.

They hide in alleyway’s,

theaters,

coffee shops,

taunting me,

forcing me to twitch

whenever its  ~~~~

least

expected.

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