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JUST ME
This morning I unwrapped my foot
as if it were a gift in expensive paper.
I was careful and excited
to see what had been hidden.
Turns out nobody wants to see
the pictures of the aftermath
of me spilling boiling water
on my right foot last night.
I keep trying to build a tribe
of excitement around it,
asking in text messages,
doesn’t anyone want to see
the blisters and discoloration?
It’s crazy stuff. Just me? Okay.
as if it were a gift in expensive paper.
I was careful and excited
to see what had been hidden.
Turns out nobody wants to see
the pictures of the aftermath
of me spilling boiling water
on my right foot last night.
I keep trying to build a tribe
of excitement around it,
asking in text messages,
doesn’t anyone want to see
the blisters and discoloration?
It’s crazy stuff. Just me? Okay.
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