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Submitted to Contest #325
I lie on the bed as if fastened by a psych ward’s canvas strap. Only—I am free to move, and the sheet I tucked into the crook of my neck for comfort has abandoned me.It’s the hammering in my chest I recognize first. As strong as the final sprint to the marathon’s finish line, my heart fists against my ribs. I gulp for air, heaving, pleading for each breath to fill me, but everything pushed in is forced out just as quickly. I can’t get in enough.My eyes open, and nothing changes. Open or closed, the darkness is complete, total, smothering.My ...
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