my sister just called and said her fiance was just admitted to the hospital ( Read more... )

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I know the bottom, she says. I know it with my great tap root:
It is what you fear.
I do not fear it: I have been there.

I am terrified by this dark thing
That sleeps in me;
All day I feel its soft, feathery turnings, its malignity.