‘The medical record swallows the story’, by Sara Wasson
by Sara Wasson U.K.
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‘pain and Pain’, by M-S-Y
The difference between lowercase-p, pain, and uppercase-P, Pain, is huge. Bigger than just a shift-key should make it. The difference between “Yeah, let’s go on a hike today!” and “I can’t walk today.” The difference between pain that ends, and Pain that just backs off for a while. The difference between the morning pills and the afternoon… Continue Reading ‘pain and Pain’, by M-S-Y
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‘The Ache’, by Kitty Frilling
It wouldn’t be fair to say the ache starts every morning as I wake. Or truthfully that I wake at all, more I become conscious… of the pain. The fire started small and young. Fickle flickering up my spine. Across my shoulders like a seasoned log, spreading further, faster as I age. It took hold.… Continue Reading ‘The Ache’, by Kitty Frilling
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‘The Cost of Falling Ill’, by Linda Cosgriff
Work as hard as you can for as long as you can Then you’re ill can’t work can’t walk can’t bear talk or remember how no pain felt can count on the hand you can’t lift your friends and family can’t work or provide can’t afford pride or holidays you manage Christmas, on plastic can’t… Continue Reading ‘The Cost of Falling Ill’, by Linda Cosgriff
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‘Metamorphosis Haiku’, by Linda Cosgriff
Pain stitched into each joint, he withers and fades. A mutilated life. by Linda Cosgriff Author website United Kingdom
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‘The Pits of Pain’, by Katarina Juvancic
For some of us the universe is a dark pit, where pain finds its home, nesting and laying eggs of destruction. The whole life reduced to this crumbled, shrank, shelled body of pain. It takes over your whole existence. Nothing can keep the pain at bay at this point, not even your best “mind-over-matter” efforts… Continue Reading ‘The Pits of Pain’, by Katarina Juvancic
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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… Continue Reading ‘Fibromyalgia’, by Zara Carpenter
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‘The Velocity of Pain’, by Sonya Huber
I lie on the couch, but you cannot see my velocity. I have a tangential vectoring sense that pain is coiled mitochondrial speed, that while I am prone I am riding the rails deep into the future and the past at once, as if pain exposes ruptures in the time/space continuum and pulls me into… Continue Reading ‘The Velocity of Pain’, by Sonya Huber
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‘Singing Bones’, by Katarina Juvancic
Deeply submerged in the melancholy of the dying summer with my knees telling tales of the approaching cold and winter. My bones, surrounded with tumor necrosis cytokines causing acute and debilitating inflammation are dreading it. My body is a place of pain. My body is also a place of unutterable solitude, longing, and… Continue Reading ‘Singing Bones’, by Katarina Juvancic
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