The Whole of the Body: DRAFT: An Abridged Autopathographical Account
The Whole of the Body
I lurch from day to day
no grace
swerving like a drunk driver from one
moment of intention to another
slicing myself up
on the ragged corners
of this precarious life
i die and i die and i die. my heart rolls over and over. this is the first, the only time I've been to the brink of death and back. no. the hundredth, the ( Read more... )
I lurch from day to day
no grace
swerving like a drunk driver from one
moment of intention to another
slicing myself up
on the ragged corners
of this precarious life
i die and i die and i die. my heart rolls over and over. this is the first, the only time I've been to the brink of death and back. no. the hundredth, the ( Read more... )
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