Posts Tagged ‘neonatal’

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Down in the pump room

I closed my eyes. If I couldn’t see then I could pretend that I wasn’t there. Then I wouldn’t feel like I was intruding on a grief so raw I could almost taste it deep in my throat. I closed my eyes. If I didn’t move a muscle then I would blend into the backdrop. Then I wouldn’t be […] Read more…