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If You Can Remember Love
Coming out of chemo and into two surgeries at the end of last year made any hope of memory impossible. Of course, I remember heart beats around certain days, or events, but it was like flipping a book with the crest of your thumb as fast as you can and trying to read each word.
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You Have Cake On Your Tits
Whenever things went really wrong for me or my sister in our twenties, we would stay up late talking with a glass of red wine, passing a cigarette between us. Or we’d get tucked up in bed together with a slice of cake and cups of tea. “You’ve got cake on your tits,” she would…


