Lovely Lump

From your anxious friend

By Emily AdamsPublished 4 months ago • Updated 4 months ago • 1 min read

I have a lump in my throat guys it’s pretty intense

Why?

I don’t know, maybe because life is – in a word – fucked

But this lump, it moves.

Sometimes it’s in my throat and I have to physically adjust my larynx to see if I did accidentally swallow a golf ball.

And other times it’s floating around my lungs lingering near the heart maybe giving my back a firm pat.

I’ve tried breathing exercises, they don’t help, the lump just rattles in place.

And I’ve considered taking a bath.

I even bought lavender scented Epsom salts, but it’s 2am and I’m just now finishing up.

The lump, at this moment, has been swallowed and is in the contents of my stomach.

It knows I have to wake up early and about the midterm and the first day of daycare and the laundry.

It knows things I’ve forgotten.

And things I will know soon.

The lump may be omniscient for all I know.

Long live the lump.

Poet, essayist, photographer, and animal rights activist. I write about ethics, parenthood, and the strange, beautiful experience of being alive.

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