Weight
–John Freeman
| What if each time you caused pain a small round stone was put in your pocket pebbles for inducing self-doubt osmium for death. When you heard someone approach their pockets noisy you’d know, just as dogs do: to keep distance. Some men would pull wagons behind them, their pants disfigured. They’d be shamed from sidewalks delayed at customs, they could never lie flat on beds. They’d have to stand feeling the weight of what they’d done. |
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