I can't talk today,
she says.
or tomorrow. i'm dying.
radiation
is making my bones glow
with
heat.
i'm weak and weary.
it's been a good life.
how are you?
these are all FICTIONAL stories and characters and are in no way representative of any real
experiences in my or anyone else's life. any similarities are purely coincidental, except for the dog poems.
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