56 non-compliant sex offenders

A little girl licks her wounds
as she crawls across the dirty floor,
searching for the lost pages of herself.
And she knows they are being stored in a brown, accordion file folder
marked in red letters that say, 'top secret.'
And she knows that parts of her are in another room, further down the hall
(the one that has some resemblance to a closet, but the walls are soft)
and she wants to find that room because she seems to have
left parts of herself in there,
and she would like to get them back.
And she knows
that no matter how sore her knees are when she gets strapped to her bed tonight,
that she will spend all of her tomorrows on the floor,
crawling,
searching and
scratching at the floorboards,
looking for the room
with the black letters that say
\"file room.\"
And when she finally finds it,
she can find her way inside the folder
that bears her name
her race
her age
(and the crimes committed against her)
and she will wonder,
for a short span of time,
why she is the one eternally locked away
hoping to be whole again.

And night will come as always.

And a little girl will lick her wounds.