so how’s it going with the Parkinson’s? you say and I start to say every moment bleeding to death around me but the therapist cautioned me yesterday don’t say dread call it discomfort you’re not in danger you’re uncomfortable ‘Smile’, a poem by Anne Carson. www.lrb.co.uk/the-paper/v4...
Anne Carson · Poem: ‘Smile’
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