MIND: Frosty

She always had cold fingers. She used to say, cold hands, warm heart, but that turned out to be nonsense because her heart was certainly not warm.

Polar fucking frosty fucking frigid freezer fucking frozen peas heart.

But let’s not go there.

Wish I Was Here: Stories; “How To Get Away With Suicide” // Jackie Kay

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