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it goes like— it hurts. you can’t hear me through the gasping breaths, and so you ask “what?” “it hurts.” but i can’t hear me through my beating heart. and i start to believe that it wouldn’t be so bad if it didn’t beat anymore. my mother tells me that happiness is […]
In a little, sterile, white-walled hospital room. I could feel the needle inside of my vein Keeping me hydrated, alive. The drowsiness of the overdose Clouded my ability to make sense of the question. And so, I wondered if she meant the IV in my arm. “It hurts like a bitch,” I reported, exhausted, […]
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