《graveyard girl, a collection》collection one, the sea and my body

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— in which my body is an open wound that never heals.

This is no longer a body; this trench, this open hole. My hands only know the weight of the shovel, the mounds of dirt that I stuff into my greedy mouth.

These swollen cheeks, round as oranges, peel them open and secrets fall out against the floor.

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