Oh my…
~I walk the sunny block. As I round a corner, there are three young girls ahead of me. I wear dark glasses, a toque, coat and mitts. One girl looks … Continue Reading Oh my…
26: Fluids ***GRAPHIC***
On the tilted table I lie. Sore arm injected with serum. Paralysis abides. In the dim, I see tools hanging, dangling, clanking in the vacuumed wind of a swiftly opened … Continue Reading 26: Fluids ***GRAPHIC***
