The best part of this piece was the phrase "pure roach anguish." I have never heard anything like this combination of words before and just had to swipe it!
Pure roach anguish burst free from the iron gate of teeth,
soaring into the pale blue sky and drifted among cumulus clouds. Traveling slowly,
searching for a touch down place, a snow capped mountain top where no one bothered
to handcuff her to the bedpost. If she went outside, hypothermia would chew her limbs to ash,
but at least she walks without broken knees in the dirt carpeted cabin.
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