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  • Spasm

    My ear has been gurgling for a few days. Making internal sounds that sound like choking and feel like muscle spasms. The choking I get, the Eustachian tubes being cock-blocked, or blocked in any case. The spasms confuse me. There are no muscles. Can tubes quiver? There’s no pain (yet) just an itch that would…

  • Needling

    A slip of the hand and prick. You’re bleeding. Your nerves are momentarily severed. A prick and you’re in a world of agony for a moment of time.   Once, when I was a child, my mother dropped a needle. She was in the middle of telling me not to run through the living room…

  • Ailing

    A hollowness and an aching promise of pain yet to come   If my temperature runs lower than average and then increases to the average temperature this means I have fever this means I am ill this means I am ailing   Clammy hands are often heated by a hot head   A hollowness and…

  • Escape Unnecessary

    The sentiment of another writer, whose name was never captured and so escape was unnecessary: If I could get passed my frontal lobe, all would be well. Yesterday, the cosmos aligned in such a way as to malign me with formidable foes in an astrological clusterfuck: pain, panic, and Mexican food.  

  • Knowing

    I feel a bubble and I know I have an ulcer in the space between my upper and lower jaws   A boy told me and seduced me yesterday with his diagnosis that I probably had a patellar femoral articulation injury in my knee   My first day volunteering and I was already bleeding under…

  • Reasons Why I Will Be Taking My Last Hydrocodone Pill Tonight.

    I was at the dentist at 7:30 for them to make the temporary bridge for my teeth. I had three shots and had to raise my hand because I could still feel that shit. I had a total of about 5 shots in my mouth. My ½ a xanax did not really mellow me out…

  • Too Many Posts on One Day, but Life Continues to Happen

    I was called mother today and it felt right not like the stick in my arm it was made to sting, to ache, to burn, to bruise, to bubble, to burst

  • Self-injurious Behavior

    I knew there would be nothing between us, when you said I was easy to talk to, that you were comfortable telling things to me. Too close to the words he said, and I knew you were a different face, a different name, even a different man, but also, the same. He would tell me things…

  • Untitled (because what is there left to say?)

    She lays in the hospital bed moaning in pain her mouth forming a perfect “O” where her toothless smile should be her eyes squeezed shut as if every fiber of her being wants to purge itself of itself of the pain and disease inside   And I wonder: when can I leave?