heartburn raze i could never work out if it was the chicken_ranch wrap that did me in, or if it was the homemade dressing drizzled over the caesar salad i had on the side. maybe both. everything made my insides angry back then. the more i liked the taste of something, the more it seemed to want to hurt me. so many nights i was driven from sleep by what i'd eaten burning a hole in my throat when it tried to climb back into my mouth. sometimes i had to cough to clear it. i ate antacids like they were candy and closed my eyes hoping i wouldn't die choking on my own puke. now the only thing that burns in me is a wick that's wound too tight to see. 240317 what's it to you? who go blather from