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‘Fibromyalgia’, by Zara Carpenter

Fibromyalgia  My body drinks in the harsh cold of winter  Setting my bones on fire
 Hands ball up into blotched white fists  Suddenly and viciously  A message travels down
  My over over sensitive nerves
 Sending fingers shooting out
 Dead straight
 Rigor morticed with pain 
Liquid churns hot in my spasming bowels  Limp sprinting to the […]

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