Vertigo cont. plus an AFO!

“May I have your date of birth and is the member ID number on the back of your insurance card?” I wanted to cry. My prescription was going to be filled and, soon, the world would stop spinning and I’d be able to close my eyes without feeling this feeling. Vertigo sucks. I read my […]

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A simple piece of mail

I carefully hold the pen in my left hand and sign my name. The letters find their way onto the signature line; shakily formed letters written in blocky print, like those of a child who’s recently learned to write and hadn’t quite mastered legibility. I sucked at the flesh of the inside my cheek, relaxing […]

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