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inspired by the traumatic events post my husband’s second eye surgery |
cockroach skittering through dim hospital room i crush it underfoot swiping yellow innards across tile my own carapace just as delicate iridescent eye shield a discarded seashell glinting against porcelain ring of dried blood and orange antiseptic fretwork of burst veins spiderwebbing anatomy of our life drained needle in the vitreous |