Liquid Demons

Liquid Demons

She wept. My shoulder drenched. The mucus coagulating. Slowly. Freely. Like an exorcist I patted. Granting the demons freedom. Her shoulders buoyant with fury. Boiling. Truly. My sister who never cried. The one who scorned weakness. Turned to me, me…the family...

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