today i told the doctor my treatment was holy
and after heaving over a trashcan in my plush
lazy-boy seat, feet up and swathed in my
grandmother's sage green blanket, wool
and soft and emanating the muted
stateliness of her apartment i
attempt to utter the word:
"rebirth," and the nurse
hears me and nods,
repeating,
rebirth.
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