i feel like a plantation nigger, digging and digging ceaselessly, hoping to find something that i can cherish in the dirt that soils my body; something that will motivate me to keep digging, digging. the infected sores on my back plot a chart of hopelessness and utter despair. rather than sulk in pity, however, i have come to regard them as a
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