@ElizebethTurnquist
autodidact. artist. author. atheist. feminist. fat. nerd. geek. wierdo.
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Saturday, July 31, 2021
constant discomfort
Hate to call it pain
Because pain is distinct
Searing, sharp, or pulsing
This is discomfort
An unease of my skin
Body tight and swollen
A constant uncertainty
Of when it will release
Instead I can predict
My lack of comfort
Living in this body.
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