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she spends too much time with small childrenA Poem by freelancejoustera fountain for a nose and a geyser for a mouth, a river of slime running downher throat, sweat-encrusted blankets, greasy hair, aching,.. |
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Glass man manifoldA Poem by GregTinkling light, drips drapes of Twisted light into Flexing shadows . Names, numbers , thesauri . The message of halcyon , Hot sun burst amne.. |
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no room for breath or getting betterA Poem by freelancejoustercoughs emit quicklyin stuttered succession,break the silenceand adding to the taut airthat hangs in the room,suffocating.beeps and blips on a monitor,.. |
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The man on the bus.A Chapter by Katherine Van HookThe first time it happens I am on the cross-town bus and it is raining, not that gentle, calming rain but the nasty,.. |
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StolenA Story by Raspberry RebelHow illness can steal the one you love |
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ReflectionA Poem by Queen O'SpadesThis piece is about preparing to leave the hospital after life-saving emergency surgery. My health is a constant struggle of chronic illness. I began.. |
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The Two Flights To Apartment FiveA Poem by Queen O'SpadesI moved out of my parents home when I was 25, embarked on my own life, and soon found myself dying in a hospital over 600 miles from my family. My fre.. |
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