A Poem About Tourettes Syndrome I wear a mask day after dayIt keeps me safe, secureBut it doesn’t always stay on.It falls off.The moans, groans, and squeaks escape my throat,Before I can shove them back down again“Don’t do that Lucy, you’ll sound weird.”Wink, “no don’t wink”Wink, “stop it”Wink, “I swear I’m not flirting”Wink, “I think…”I […]