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My mind immediately after I say anything to anyone:
“They don’t care. That was fucking stupid.”
Blythe Baird, from If My Body Could Speak; “Concerns from a hot-boxed jeep”
[Text ID: “How do I stop / carrying everything / that had ever / happened to me?”]
“I disappeared very carefully.”— Fredrik Nyberg, tr. by Jennifer Hayashida, from “Armeria, Willd. Fem.,”