#visceralsuggestion

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a fist clenched around a certainty; what is there to be sure about, save for the need for sureness?

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concept: i shrug off my old skin. " who are you without your scars? " you ask, but i say, " who shall i be without these open wounds? "

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i can be warm and springtime and nourishing. i can be velvet. (there will be blood when you shed me but please don't let it get in your eyes.)

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sometimes you break my heart in a thousand little ways.

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i am not a fertile ground. this is where the last desperate breath dissipates, where bones are dust and there is not even rot.

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are you split open? are you revealed, like an oak struck and splintered in a storm? will they be surprised when they find no fairies in you, only sap and ants?

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that moment after you've emptied your lungs but before you've drawn another breath, when you're compressed inside and needing, when you feel in your body the way you feel in your ever-exhaling heart

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wolf, your pelt is threadbare. wolf, your teeth are dull. but, wolf, the rabbit doesn't know.