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One sultry evening we were standing ankle deep at river’s edge, one thin layer of cotton wafting on your skin beside me: my hesitation formed thunderheads drenched my skin drove me to shelter. But one afternoon bundled in layers against … Continue reading

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Sitting in a three-armed gown (third draft)

The technician in the aqua lab coat called the balding guy with the slightly bleeding shunt in the crook of his arm, with whom I had commiserated about the insipid iodine solution we were both drinking: he departed the tiny … Continue reading

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. . . . than a Sick Husband (redux)

He’s in there coughing again He knows that’s what she’s thinking again Another cough hammers an electric spike through the head bone connected to the ankle bone again Soggy tissues mount in the open bag beside the table of corrective … Continue reading

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