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  • Writer's picturePaige Harris


Cough back 

That bad taste

Lying frozen 

On a brick floor

Screams evaporate 

Into fog




Blood boils 

In broken bagpipe veins

Chest concaved

Nerves numb

Machines of memories

Operated by 

A vacant chair

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