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Friday Morning Chemo Brain
Today at school, I locked myself in the bathroom
so I could cry where no one could see.
Things aren’t the same anymore and I don’t know
how to communicate it.
I find myself unable to do the simplest things—
to comprehend, to remember, to articulate
the things I could before.
This morning, I sat in silence and stretched and breathed in deeply,
and I said t...
Thursday 12th January 2023 1:00 am
I Want You to Know
I want to tell you.
I want to write it down.
I want to have the right words.
I want to feel them. I want you to feel them. I want you to feel what I felt.
I want you to know. About everything. I want to show it to you in broad daylight.
I want you to see it. I want you to face it. I want you to taste it
when the water turns to bleach. I want it to blister the inside of your ...
Saturday 27th November 2021 5:40 am
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