hives
raze
they
started
showing
up
pretty
late
in
the
game
. welts
woven
by
fear
.
and
there
was
pain
where
my
rib cage
made
a
skin
-wrapped
stone
i
could
cup
with
one
hand
.
the
beginning
of
an
ulcer,
a
doctor
said
.
i
can
still
feel
crystal
holding
me
where
it
hurt
.
eyes
the
size
of
ceramic
plates
.
i
stopped
breaking
out
in
hives
the
second
i
got
out
of
that
house
.
a
little
less
than
thirty
years
later
,
i'm
talking
about
the
woman
i
always
refer
to
by
name
so
i
won't
have
to
call
her
my
mother
,
and
this
itch
starts
up
just
south
of
my
scalp.
i
scratch
what
i
know
isn't
a
bug
bite
.
that
makes
it
worse
.
i
examine
my
face
in
the
bathroom
mirror
.
on
my
forehead
,
a
little
left
of
the
median
strip
,
there's
a
small
white
knot
swimming
in
a
sea
of
red
.
the
same
stain
i
was
saddled
with
as
a
teenage
scream
queen
.
my
body
is
a
time
machine
,
fed
by
the
muddle
of
my
mind
.
it
only
works
when
i
don't
want
it
to
.
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