COYOTE BLOOD
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Ring My Bell
Chemo is done.
The bell was rung.
Tears were shed.
Now I want someone.
To ring my bell.
I haven’t had sex.
In forever.
Instead, I am celebrating.
By reading a book.
And eating empanadas outside.
Not a bad conciliation prize.
But have you tried sex?
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