hod shebtiferet
Today I return to that old question—What did I lose by not letting myself get stung by jellyfish
when I was still young? Nothing you can’t find now, God says, though it might take more than piss
to treat the side effects of living. Fine, I say. Bring it. I’m not bringing you anything, God says.
I lift my eyes and look, and behold, the water is all around me, right where it’s always been.
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