i wonder if 
that could be me soon 

wearing the uniform of employment, 
the clothes stamped with a logo to determine which factory you work in 
and bearing the face of detachment, of routine and labour in my gait 

evidence that you are a success 
and declaring you belong -
you fit in 

i didn’t feel as if i belonged then 
and very little has changed since. 

Kate (C) 

I wrote this poem when i was 17 and I think you can tell I wasn’t looking forward to employment /j

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