...gripping the rim of the sink you claw your way to stand and cling there, quaking with will, on heron legs, and still — Barbara Blatner, The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death
...gripping the rim of the sink you claw your way to stand and cling there, quaking with will, on heron legs, and still — Barbara Blatner, The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death
...gripping the rim of the sink you claw your way to stand and cling there, quaking with will, on heron legs, and still — Barbara Blatner, The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death
...gripping the rim of the sink you claw your way to stand and cling there, quaking with will, on heron legs, and still — Barbara Blatner, The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death
...gripping the rim of the sink you claw your way to stand and cling there, quaking with will, on heron legs, and still — Barbara Blatner, The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death
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...gripping the rim of the sink you claw your way to stand and cling there, quaking with will, on heron legs, and still the hot muck pours out of you. (p. 27)

— Barbara Blatner, The Still Position: A Verse Memoir of My Mother's Death
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