Fever Dreams

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You push the bundle in your arms towards me. Despite my revulsion for you and what you birthed that is not why I back away. I do not want to make the baby sick and broken like me. You start crying and delicately removing your clothes, trying to stop me leaving. I scream and flee, lungs burning, fire burning me engulfing me becoming me.

I wake trembling and soaked in sweat.