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CorpusesDuring daylight the bed seems humongous to the twin’s eyes. / Yet at night it seems to shrink to the sweaty bodies lying in it. / The youngest, Eugene and I,
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May 16, 2013
DutyHe crawls on the floor. / Laying in bed I have a peripheral view. / He stands up and bumps with tables and chairs
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May 16, 2013
SentBarefoot she went walking to the store. / Her father had sent her to buy bread for dinner even though / There was plenty left over.
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May 17, 2013
SmellThe smoke traveled through my throat all the way to my lungs. / With cloudy thoughts and smelly clothes / I sat on the back row.
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May 12, 2013
TrappedExhausted, Celia laid in bed. / Staring at a cockroach trapped on a spider web. / She laid in bed, motionless.
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May 16, 2013
WaitingI am awoken by a child’s faint cry. / As I look around I see all these women; waiting oh so patiently. / Each waits for a nurse to call her name.
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May 17, 2013
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