Poetry

Worthless

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a Poem by Raquel Swann

My stocks have been crashing,

The margin call has come,

I landed on boardwalk,

and you have hotels.

Nine high, no pairs,

while they hold the aces,

Cubic Zirconia,

in a box full of diamonds,

A store with no merch,

A comic that’s ripped,

websites without content

a song with no sound,

A tv, no picture,

A solider without a gun.

totally worthless,

without purpose.

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Published by Raquel R Swann

Who am I? Well, I’m just a trans girl trying to make my mark on the world. The most important thing to me is that all people be treated with respect and dignity. Writing is my passion and I get great satisfaction in creating art in the form of words. Any constructive feedback is welcome!

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  1. This is a very revealing poem. I love the transparency in it and I’m happy to have read it. I see myself in it and I wanted you to know, you are anything but worthless. You’ve started a beautiful forum for people to come together and support one another. I love your writing style too. It’s very raw and to the point.

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    • Thank you so much for your kind words. I just try to capture my emotions as real as they in the moment. Had a bad moment! I’m glad you enjoy my writing! ❤️

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