Clarity Zara Bertram

Clarity

Clarity has always ripped me from my friends and family. I live outside my body hoping someone understands me And I give it my instructions, but it never comprehends them. I am talking through a game of telephone to my own throat

If I had all the words in the world, I'd still fumble. Talking isn't any easier without my mouth full. Conversation just has never felt quite natural. I'm stuck inside a fishbowl and my words are just bubbles.

I'm switching metaphors too quickly Hope somebody understands me. Maybe if my words are all pre-written I can find clarity.

Zara Bertram, Grade 8 Oak Grove Middle School, Bloomington Teaching Artist, Kyle “Guante” Tran Myhre