She Squeezes Her Eyes Shut

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until all I see are the wrinkles

of her weathered face.

"Violet-

they told me,

well, they believe,"

she stops to breathe in

a large amount of antiseptic scented oxygen.

"Violet,

honey,

you're paralyzed below the waist."

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