The phone’s ring pierced my mental fog as I lay in the hospital room.
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The phone’s ring pierced my mental fog as I lay in the hospital room.
I watch you paint a childhood picture for your grandchildren, different from the one I remember.
The tree surgeon inspects the trunk. He points to the outgrowths: troublesome.
My right thumb pressed the button again to release more morphine. Covered in tubes and needles, surrounded by sounds generating persistent resonant vibration in the head, I shifted between states of consciousness …