On the third night, I dreamt a man was squeezing my body. Slivers and spines emerged from my skin, I thought they were splinters, but they kept going, growing long, until I saw that they were branches. It felt good. It felt like I’d purged something old and grown something new. I woke up, body buzzing, into my fourth day of consuming nothing but maple s…
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