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APART FROM

i don't belong to myself here

various london hospitals 2015-2022

An ode to Atlas

 

Bloody knees, calloused hands,

spine shaped by the crushing 

torment, a steady persistence

this earth beneath the

floundering me,

I hold all of it.

Oh Atlas, if only I could shrug

this burden onto thee.

This collection represents some of my experiences and thoughts whilst being in hospital over a 7 year period.

Sleepless nights - hospital room, view from a bed
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