Sunday, November 29, 2009

jour de tristesse


still at the hospital. they've said I'll be released tonight. woke up this morning with a body full of drugs, my head's bandaged; my lips blue. mother hasn't left my bed since we got here; father's still in Berlin. no calls.
there are bite marks on your thighs, the nurse said slowly, eyeing me carefully. mother looks away, ashamed.

5 comments:

  1. oh... hope you feel better soon. x

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  2. Hope you're doing ok! I think the one and only way I survived my only stint at a hospital was 2 litres of morphine pumped through my body...

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  3. That is quite mysterious. You're a writer I assume. If yes, then you are very talented!

    Secretia

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