It will be a bad Friday to see you cold-  not much more than a week ago- we spoke. You laughed and drove my boy  to the game- you were so very alive-helping me-  as I dealt with doctors and knives. You brought sweets, though I still can’t eat –   Your son could do no wrong in your …

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Accident- When you see one who once long hated you, still does- and only helps you out of legal obligation   quid pro quo- not of goodness, or swelling heart. now in torment themselves- broken injured, sick, staph infected,weak.. bones removed,  though he can still make a fist. Is it my mercy that makes him now  meek?  Which …

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Channon. Chris.Thinking of this Must open the window I feel the retching asphyxia of one who knows they were told a lie. Here, at the very end of the earth- It is still safe in one’s car… to cry. “Don’t look” says the boy. “close your eyes!” (in this part of the loop) she also …

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