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LY N L I F S H I N Did You Know I Love You the first words my mother says waking from demerol. The iv tangles like outlines into a knot that stops the flow. “Honey, are you ok? Are you hungry? Did you sleep?” Her voice blurs, thick. “Are you ok, honey?” My mother, who can’t get to the bath room alone jokes one day when I reach for her, “are we dancing?” and must put her hands around my neck to be pulled off the toilet, worries I couldn’t sleep wants 234 ❚ The 1990s to she says if I could carry her to my bed, rub my back The 1990s ❚ 235 ...

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