Anakana Schofield

Rhotic 2.1

Did my face really feel like a bubbling like butter on a hot pan? What was it more accurately?

Didn’t it begin at the roots of my hair and travel up to the surface of my skin like water on a slow rising boil?

I try to recall the moment of recognition.

It was the sense that it was on the surface of my skin, that sweat had formed itself.  It was an announcement.

I think that is what happened when I laid down on the floor 3 nights ago.

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