If You Could Go Back

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I know, I know
If you could go back you
would walk with Jesus
You would march with King
Maybe assassinate Hitler
At least hide Jews in your basement
It would all be clear to you


This is Your Fault

A Diagnosis


When you’ve spent most of your life (from the age of six onwards) tracing the outlines of your body — lump to smooth to stretch mark — standing flushed and blushing in front of your mirror, you become aware (though paranoid) when something goes awry.