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Ma
They say all mothers have their remedies
Ours did too
First Tea Tree, then Aloe Vera, then that everything cream for the everything-hurt of every broken skin
I remember she used to stroke my forehead to rest
On those sleepless nights
she taught me to clench every bone and breath of my body
and I did. Until my fisted nails etched into my palms
and exhale.
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Just Stress
The first consolation
‘It’s just stress’, the doctor said.
I send a text message, then worry it’s all wrong.
But if I remove it, they’ll know what I’ve done.
Because Whatsapp forgot that people embarrassed about their texts
Are just as embarrassed about needing to delete them.
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