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Check In & Baggage Drop

Check In & Baggage Drop

As I sat rocking on the bathroom floor, unable to stand from the agonising twists in my belly, sweating and pale and vomiting from pain, I knew that all I could do was sit with myself through the intense waves and know that they would pass and I would be OK. I couldn’t move from … Continue reading

Guts and viscera

Guts and viscera

Do I want to write about all the dizzying years? The heart, wrenching? The ravished and ravaged soul, and the self I became despite and because of it? I feel so far from that now. Was it a dream? And here I am again, in some godawful corridor, hall of mirrors…. It’s tiring, I want … Continue reading