"...Can’t find out if my eyes
are real. If I still exist. If I’m detached
from reality or if I am dead now."
within Juliet Cook's poem "Empty Holes for Eyes", appearing In Conversation at The Literary Underground today
read more here - https://theliteraryunderground.org/blog/2025/11/20/empty-holes-for-eyes-by-juliet-cook/
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