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known carcinogens.

we came home one day in winter and there was a dead dove on your door step, eyes glassed over, wings bloodied. i buried the bird under the willow in an old wooden cigar box as you downed bourbon in the basement under the guise of sanding the crib for the baby we would never have, the one i never even really wanted. that was the day i knew that you were the cancer and you had metastasized in me, and maybe i was steel-plated kevlar-coated goddamn bulletproof, but i had no defense against the poison of you that had turned my own cells against me.