HIPAA

I can't write about the specifics so instead I just carry them around with me like shards of glass in the sea. I roll them back and forth and back and forth till the edges wear down and the shine turns to glaze and still they are heavy and jangling. In the morning I wake to find them strewn on the sands of my mind, blue and green and white, imperfect triangles and rectangles and shapes whose names lie long forgotten in some elementary school classroom where I dreamed of being a doctor.

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