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Structural bones
beneath my skin
halted early,
devious denial
prepared to complicate.

I blamed my height,
the lack of it,
for ladders, missteps,
and not being chosen.

I stretch to reach,
to peek, lean out from
behind the podium,
before I speak.

I extricate obstacles
hope you do not escape
without my image,

a remembrance
of how shortness
climbed into your view.