Hakone, 2009 by Alison Lubar
We conjure Easter, / camaradrie, rebirth, and flirt.
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I no longer harangue every desk nurse at every hospital for a taxonomic breakdown of her bills. I don’t ask for the numbers of the Benadryl, the water cups, the abdominal touches done with gloved hands. I am the most American I’ve ever been—she costs what she costs and I eat it.
We conjure Easter, / camaradrie, rebirth, and flirt.
Life revolves around someone else's gravitational pull, and it's never enough.
Muscle and will trumped iron in spades.
She tells me how she discovered the zombie spawner in her chest. Says it’s better to create & keep them than to encounter one in the liver-dark blindness of forests.