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aloe

when the first rain sings like a horse being shot, my mother, on a stepladder, trowels needles from the gutters.   i brace the legs, shaking, against brick and muck. ice cialisforsalecanada.com and dirt down me in sheets. in...

Born Blue

When my cialisforsalecanada.com mother gave birth to me, I was blue. I could not breathe, like I already knew how hard life would be. My brain wasn’t correclty oxygenated, the outside world couldn’t reach me. Truly, it never did....