Against Dying -Kaveh Akbar – Lines of the Day

. . . my mother filled a tiny
coffin with picture frames
I spent the year drinking
from test tubes weeping
wherever I went somehow
it happened wellness crept
into me like a roach nibbling
through an eardrum. . .

 

 

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