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Six days before the correct diagnosis: my wife writhes with stabbing pains; dark clouds and her internal organs twist in a single oppressive clench.
A gash of light in the east, and now a tin grin incision in her Buddha belly reminds us of our daughter’s braces! We laugh and trace the angry lips
of a fresh six-inch Mona Lisa smile. Strange ordeal to face in middle age, but now she wears her scar with pride: Frankenbelly, she intones, off the slab.
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Richard Stevenson |
Emergency Appendectomy for Gepke |
