Living-Adverse Place

You're seventeen. You're half smiling as you remember, remember your chaos of an early teenagerhood; You peruse the depths of your Google Drive. Some documentation makes you smile. Some makes your gaze soften as you wish to hug your younger counterpart. This is a story told in poems, of the whirlwind of being thrust into the world with open wounds, a story with a happy ending the narrator strives to complete.