Posted on February 2, 2018
by Christopher Hickey
“Emesis” After my emesis, I was removed from the premesis, and kicked to the curb like a dog. My jacket all wet, a forehead of sweat, vomit chunks caused a colossal sink clog. I brushed off advice, and didn’t think twice,…
Category: PoemsTags: emesis
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