“Unlocking the Hidden Depths of Pain: Nina Lohman’s Poetic Exploration in ‘The Body Alone'”
My story, like pain itself, swivels erratically—often without warning at all. You’ll need to pay close attention to keep up. It loops back right when you expect it to tumble forward. It pauses unpredictably then stays in the same place, stunted and sweaty, awkwardly, sometimes you won’t believe how long it is possible for one thing to sit in the same place, but it does, stuck, oh my god we are still here, stuck, for far too long. I’ll need you to be patient. The chronology of pain is circuitous (7).
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