THE PARAGON JOURNAL BLOG 

November 17, 2017

I stare at the folds of skin around my midsection. I can see my pores there, stretched indentations that line the surface of my stomach like moon craters. I’m some sort of foreign body, circling what it used to be, gravity pulling at it until it wore down. Like tidal w...

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