Sell Your Trauma for Salvation

There’s not enough compassion in the world and donations just can’t cut it anymore.

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     I can see it, the woman said. When you asked her what, she told you about a creature that squats on the curve of a neck, about the slow crush of its unshakable weight. How do you get rid of it, you demanded. You don’t, she said, Once it climbs on, it never lets go.