Dear John Letter to a Beta Cell

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Once you were I was we were
one. You
maybe instead
were
one of many
but we still were
one.
One donut, whole no hole.

 

Now. Now.
You’ve gone and
apopted. T-cell
bitch moved in
brought friends and we
We. We.

 

No man something
something island.
I am not
a man
You. You left
my island
afloat a sea
toxic by your
own breath

 

I mow
the lawn on my own
I pay my own tab
I buy my own drinks
I make the bed
one side only.
(something something
little red hen)

 

Martin Luther King
had a dream little
white girl
this is my dream:
I hold it
against you
But I
am no mountain
Come back
to me
the sand
this small island

 

And leave me no more
you endocrine whore.

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Jessica Apple

It is amazing.  Very powerful.

Dr. Mariela Glandt

amazing!!!

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