Gargle
by [REDACTED]
She brushed aside his hand
She said
It is what it is
And coughed
Where's my saltwater?
Where is my thermometer?
She looked around the room
And saw a life of tiny things
Stacked atop each other
Precarious
And ready to fall
Held together by some invisible force
Stronger than her gravity
Older than her children
And gathered together in bunches at her feet.
Use your inside voices please.
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