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time, for myself, is now bifurcated, cleaved around its natural disaster channeled endlessly, sometimes I hate it tunneled through disease: before and after I comb through the past but can’t reconcile before the hourglass flipped on its side, pooling in hollow in-between miles, pouring sand through fingers splayed, I reside on the other side, aContinue reading “in the before and the after”