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It feels like everyone I know is here. We're in a big big house with a big big yard. I wake up late having bled through two large white towels and two sheets to stain this bed I'm a guest on. I'm being dramatic tossing back each layer.

We're standing in the kitchen looking out to the yard. There's a cat, a kind of orange tabby. A house tiger. They match the fall happening. Someone makes a harsh joke and I'm imaging the insides of the cat torn through, something about clodding/clotting.

I begin washing my period soaked sheets in the worlds tiniest kitchen sink while arguing with my mom. My feet get wet so I crouch down. The pipes under the sink are leaking blood and in one of the curves, there is a chunk of me. I dab at the pipes, smaller than normal with more forks and sways, finding my flesh in-between. I am unsure what to do with me.