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December 2013
I found this hiding in a corner (dark and damaged) where I left it to stay safe. The sunlight ripped my limbs off trampled on my fingers, nerves still raging blinded me through shuttered lids burned my eyes through lashes melted off like ice Stripped my voice and left me silent, hearing nothing but the…
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November Nine 202 AM
“I think I’m getting better,” I said. “What do you mean?” he asked. “My head,” I said. “Oh,” he said, “Yes.” And I believed him, because that’s what I do these days. I still need him to keep the light off sometimes I breathe better in the dark and sometimes every word is forced…
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April Fox 