I Remember
By Jaclyn Trejo
I remember my childhood wrought with pain
With bones too brittle for one new to the world
I could never keep up with other children
I remember being older than those born before me
“She’s an old soul,” they’d say
I could never understand other children
I remember snatches of play
I haven’t been young my entire life
Only brief moments of youth
I was never born to be a child
