I am
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I am Victoria Brooke Pickel
I wonder how many people actually know my full name
I hear people say Victoria
I see parents naming their kids Brooke.
I am also a Pickel.
I pretend it's pronounced pickle
I feel embarrassed when correcting people
I touch pickles
I cry when I can not eat a pickle
I am a Pickel.
I understand not any people have the last name Pickel
I say I know the name is odd
I dream about a life where no one cares for last names
I try not to think about it much
I hope poeple understand what I mean when I say
I am a Pickel.
This poem is about:
Me
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