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sometimes i trick my body into becoming something else something unrecognizable i tell it to sleep peacefully or to remember the embrace of a friend long gone often the body becomes a symbol of what was lost a friend a childhood a reason i tell myself the bruises are just autographs or love notes they never stay but i convince my body to feel them still is this desperation or just another species of grief? i have discovered so many that i’ve run out of names “crying on the side of the highway overpass” or “a sound i did not recognize as my own until months later” or “a dream i had once but wish for still every night” or “picturing his broken hands folded over a lifeless belly covered by a worn football sweatshirt” sometimes i believe in ghosts i was taught to fear the sacrilegious but i lost faith since january has been ten months long the chill follows me no matter how far i run sometimes i trick my body into becoming something else but mostly i trick it into becoming an unremarkable hollow thing
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Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 8:45 PM UTC
phantom limb syndrome
sometimes i trick my body into becoming something else something unrecognizable i tell it to sleep peacefully or to remember the embrace of a friend long gone often the body becomes a symbol of what was lost a friend a childhood a reason i tell myself the bruises are just autographs or love notes they never stay but i convince my body to feel them still is this desperation or just another species of grief? i have discovered so many that i’ve run out of names “crying on the side of the highway overpass” or “a sound i did not recognize as my own until months later” or “a dream i had once but wish for still every night” or “picturing his broken hands folded over a lifeless belly covered by a worn football sweatshirt” sometimes i believe in ghosts i was taught to fear the sacrilegious but i lost faith since january has been ten months long the chill follows me no matter how far i run sometimes i trick my body into becoming something else but mostly i trick it into becoming an unremarkable hollow thing
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Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 8:45 PM UTC
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