in the dream, my mother tells me i didn’t mean to scare you and my mind wraps its arms around the world, ending when i’m thirty, drowning in excess and polluted water. there used to be relief in death, in that sentence. now i only feel cheated. i’ve never told her that. there’s duct tape RYHU P\ OLSV KDQGV FURVVHG ÀQJHUV NQRWWHG on top of that. daughter protecting mother from the inconvenience of my feelings. (you should know what you want by now.)
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