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Theo Theo Theo,
I call to you.
Theo Theo Theo,
can’t you speak?
Silence.
Theo Theo Theo,
one month in.
Theo Theo Theo,
comfortable now,
sings the song of his people.
Lexi is a Senior Professional Writing Major with a Minor in Creative Writing. She works as the Managing Editor for The York Review and as a Writing Tutor in the Writing Center. In her free time, she is either reading, writing, or playing Dead by Daylight.