Almost-snow in the central valley of California. Sleet etching shuttered, sagging windows. Cold hands held in an abeyance of chapters. Rubiaceae-nausea and cotinine-induced mornings. Living life through a rainbow of pills. Waiting for an end to obligations while waiting for obligations to end. An unrecognizable face in the mirror. The knowing crinkles in deep lines of aging. Exhaustion shoved away by cold sweat. Sharpened angles and diminishing numbers. The best it will ever be. And the accompanying, learned, dread.
3:53 p.m. - 2023-02-23
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