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| 5070b43 | Craving a physical connection, I slide my finger along the back of Rachel's hand. She's asleep. Has been for a while. Curled in the fetal position in the middle of my bed, Rachel wears the mask of a ravaged person. Somehow, I missed the signs: dark circles under her eyes, the clothes that once fit perfectly now hang, her skin so pale it's translucent. | rachel-young isaiah ravaged sick touch | Katie McGarry | |
| f56bc1a | Threadbare, ravaged by love - as who amongst us is not. | ravaged | Karen Joy Fowler |