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Alexandra Eldridge

I am not a nurse,
and I only listened
to the parts in my biology
class that made sense.

animal behavior, a professor
of thicket tongue ties wore brash-like 

outfits spoke of our insides like roses,
its vines strong, its horns, there. 


There is a heart in my body
that is quiet 
in the winter months
when the stoves burn in the room. 

I know you are not a doctor,
but my left side has been hurting, right above my hip, following the north star direction of my belly button.

Your hands were always warmer than mine.  

 

[image: I wish you were here by Alexandra Eldridge]