la llorona

i found the seed pods in mexico. i was walking through the jungle.

they were black and shiny and sharp. they gave off a bad vibe. i gathered a handful and put them in my pocket.

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back at home i wrapped them in a wet paper towel, like an elementary school science project. they radiated a really dark energy.

nothing happened for a long time. i checked on them for a while, i wet the paper towel, but eventually i forgot and they sat on my kitchen counter.

my plain vinyl kitchen counter, in my plain apartment. a place i knew i wouldn't live long.

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one day i woke up and my left hand did not work. i immediately ran to the kitchen. the hand was completely immobile. hanging meat at the end of my arm. i couldn't go to the doctor.

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my brother called. he wanted to store his boat in my driveway. i told him "yeah, but i can't help you unload it". "why not?" he asked. "because i hurt my wrist"

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it was hard to do most of my daily things. i wrapped it in a brace so it wouldn't flop so much. i felt like crying all the time.

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