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The I
Let me preface by saying this is not my poem, but was included in Mountains to Climb a book my late co-author and I put out a couple of years ago, sadly we lost her in February of 2023, her twin sister is still living as far as I know but has fallen off grid.
The 1
when i became disabled, i
lost everything that mattered —
but the 1 thing i miss the most?
me.
the 1 who used to smile, the 1
who used to laugh, the 1 who lived,
loved and who was loved in return -
that was then.
now i’m the 1 who is lonely and
sad, the 1 judged by looks, the 1
who doesn’t recognize herself
any more.
THAT 1.
Karla Dorman
[2021]
*Our friendship was formed through our shared passion, telling the stories we needed to share, and though I have debated for a year whether or not to share this, I knew I had to.
