Author: Serotonin
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Two Poems by Joseph Sigurdson
Weed I smoked weed and had a panic attack and when it wore off I did it again and then again and then consciousness splintered again and time wasn’t real, I wasn’t real.It’s terrible, the way I terrify myselfjust to feel different from how I normally do.Now I’m under it again—high, terribly.My fingers curled and…