Courtney Bates-Hardy | PAIN WOMEN

For Dayne Pain demands that you make eye contact with it and then sit utterly still. – Sonya Huber I am looking at pain, my world turning brittle-edged and bright, my body becoming a meditation on shards— thoughts, incandescent and ecstatic. In this too-bright world, it’s your hands that turn off the light. Your hands…

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