"(Chronic) pain" by Claire Marsden
- roifaineantarchive
- May 29, 2022
- 1 min read
I wake and hear birds calling the day
into being.
It drifts like steam from my morning coffee,
into my mouth.
Summer is a lump in my throat.
A word from the author: A small poem about the chronic I experience from endometriosis.
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