There is a box on the desk where I keep my head
Inside is woman
and brown
and tall
deep voice
dark hair
Inside is depressed
and anxious
panic attacks
I pick my head up sometimes when I need it
but woman comes
and so does brown
and tall
deep voice and dark hair
They follow on string that hangs from my neck
Another pulls depressed
anxious and panic
falling in thin line from my ear
I wish I didn’t need my head
Chaya Chudasama is a creative writing and gender studies student currently earning her bachelor’s degree at Southern Oregon University. She writes stories about queer women of color and poems about mental health and any other random thing she can come up with.
