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when you hang out with the dead you see the living more clearly i am peeling a hard boiled egg a snake sheds it skin my daughter was quiet when she was born i was quiet when she was born death was close then and they thought i didn't know her father was in the next room when they told him we might not make it the angel of death told me they were wrong he didn't have his scythe he told me everything i needed to know he brought my sister a stillborn baby showed me her death her name was sabrina she gave me the gift of my mother's pain i promised her i would name my child after her if she would just save her she left during the epidural told me the name i chose for my daughter was the right name Annabelle was stuck and then she wasn't she was born on Halloween they put a pumpkin hat on her head i held her when i couldn't remember she was mine he sat in the corner a stranger they praised for not watching football while i almost died i looked down at this this new human being and i promised to protect her from this fucked up world
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June 2023
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