Tagged: sick

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Sick

I thought I’d get sick of people Assumed I would eventually just drown in A pool of my own pretention and irritability. But it never came around. It surfaces at times, a jet-black jewel...

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Her Infirmity is My Insomnia

Haibun I wake up at four in the morning. Try and sleep again. Mira coughs, inhales hard. Coughs again. She gets up and sprays her nostrils with her over-the-counter spray. I listen to her....

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Mom, Incapacitated

Haibun Mom lies on her side. Her once immaculate hair now spreads across her pillow. She doesn’t know how she is. Only that she hasn’t been out of bed more than a half an...

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Coming Home

Haibun I empty Mom’s closet. She pulls herself out of bed and into her wheelchair. Frankie plays Minecraft Pocket Edition on my iPhone. Mom pages the nurse’s station twice before Miria arrives with her...

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Another Emergency Room Check-In

Haibun Mom does not leave the house without looking immaculate. Makeup on, hair brushed and hair sprayed in place, dressed in the most appropriate outfit for the situation. Except today. She lies on a...