magic bean juice, a poem

this magic potion keeps me alive. i remember the first time that i drank it.drink this, he said. you’ll feel better.i should have stopped— I knew the risks, the pain, the effort — i knew that it was going to hurt. but i wanted to believethe lies, the deception, the teeth —the things we love… Continue reading magic bean juice, a poem

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