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reflections on surgery

I moved through the spring of my junior year as if in whiplash, neck and head shot forward, limp in the hands of the jolt, surfacing slowly through this pause and stale light. I haven’t always felt this mute and … Continue reading

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subtle teething

Nights spent at the pool, drives home where streetlights pinwheeled through wet eyelashes.These were years broken fingers, sores. Early morning by the garage, so many orange peels and the small spines of fish. In those days, there was tenderness and … Continue reading

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froth mouth

  and sometimes a bathroom, chipped tiles, milk florescence. i begin with my tongue.   touch my skin, leave it ringing and sparking in the spaces i leave. sometimes the eyes,   bathroom mirror, bathroom sink. i want pronounceable things. … Continue reading

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