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Apr 2018
I feel the alcohol creeping in
jumping through my veins
igniting them
one by one.Ā Ā 
It always starts this way
a slow burning with the first sip
a measly spark,
that triggers another
and another
until my vision is blurred by smoke
and Iā€™m a full raging fire
warming the coldness inside me.
Gracie Kaub
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Gracie Kaub  San Diego
(San Diego)   
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