The Disarmament

I Don’t Want to Lay My Weapons Down

I am from the jungle.

Of course, it’s not really the jungle anymore, and
I’m not even really from there, but a man who considered himself
Once said that I am what my father is.
But there is no more jungle, just apartments growing up and
Slums sprawling out and the
Occasional gargantuan snake escaped from the snake park, or
Maybe just from the…



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Divorced, biracial woman | 23 going on 65 | Editor for Out of the Woods | I write to heal myself and others | Support me at