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Nostalgia
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Dividers by @diviniyae

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POETRY
I MET EVERY VERSION OF MYSELF AT THE HOSPITAL
I met every version of myself beneath fluorescent lights. They were all wearing the same paper bracelet, which felt insulting. As if a name and a date of birth could keep us from becoming each other. As if identity were not just a clerical error the body keeps correcting.
The child arrived first. She still believed adults became good when they became sorry. She carried a drawing of a house with smoke coming from the chimney, though I could not tell whether that meant warmth or warning. I asked why she gave the house so many windows. She said, so someone will see me.
The teenager sat farthest from the door. All eyeliner, bitten nails, and emergency exits. She had already learned that pain becomes embarrassing when it lasts longer than other people’s sympathy. She called me a sellout for surviving. I called her dramatic, which was cruel, because drama was the only language anyone noticed her speaking.
Then came the woman who almost died.
She did not look wise. Near-death had not made her luminous. She was wearing hospital socks and holding a paper cup of medication like the world’s smallest surrender. When I asked what she had learned, she said, Nothing. It hurt.
That frightened me more than any revelation could have.
I had been counting on meaning to arrive retroactively. I thought one day the worst things would organize themselves into a staircase and I would climb them toward the person I was always supposed to become. Instead, they remained what they were: broken boards, rusted nails, pieces of a structure nobody had finished building.
More versions entered. The liar. The daughter. The teacher. The patient. The artist who turns blood into language and then worries she has made it look too beautiful. The future self I invented to survive the present stood beside a version of me who had done everything right and was still unhappy.
We began arguing over who was real.
The child said the first version.
The teenager said the most wounded.
The artist said whichever one could make the suffering useful.
The body, from somewhere beneath all of us, said nothing. It just kept the heart moving from room to room.
Maybe identity is not a soul. Maybe it is a waiting room full of strangers answering to the same mispronounced name. Some are called before they are ready. Some leave before the doctor arrives. Some have been dead for years and still complain about the magazines.
When the nurse finally opened the door, every version of me stood.
That is the terrible part.
Every version believed she was the patient.
Every version believed the others were symptoms.
The nurse looked at the chart, then looked at us. Which one of you is Corinne?
Nobody answered.
Not because we did not know.
Because we all did.
The child took my hand. The teenager rolled her eyes and took the other. The woman who almost died held the door open.
We walked through together, which sounds like healing if you end the story there.
I do not.
Inside the examination room, there was one chair.
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