Let It Bleed
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This isn’t just a book of prose and poetry but a beautiful streetwise and lyrical telling of a life in pursuit of truth, sex, love, youth-lost and experience. With an alternating rhythm of long free-flowing sentences and short, minimalist statements, Let It Bleed is an original urban street-hymn that hearkens to writers of yesterday like Sylvia Plath and also the more modern rock and roll writings of Patti Smith, but always and forever original and unique.
About the Author
Nicole Nesca was born in Youngstown, Ohio in 1973. She developed a love of music, painting and writing early on and continued that love throughout her adult life. While living in Canada, she completed three works of poetry and prose collected in the anthology piece, KAMIKAZE WHITE NOISE, and another two books of poetry and prose. She has been published in several E-Zines and has been a part of two anthologies.
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Let It Bleed - Nicole I-Nesca
Let It Bleed
Nicole I. Nesca
Ukiyoto Publishing
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This book is purely fictional.
"There is nothing to writing.
All you do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed"
- Ernest Hemingway
Haemorrhaged
After several days of not being able to bend over thus making me unable to shave my legs, I stepped into the shower. Happy. Happy that I was finally able to bend over and shave my legs after what seemed like an eternity. It was really only a couple of weeks. A couple of weeks since my hysterectomy. I was still dealing with the psychological ramifications of this surgery, but dealing quite nicely.
Feeling good for the first time in a couple of days, I stepped into the shower. Ready to feel better. To feel normal
. Ready to move on. I turned on the water. It was warm and refreshing and felt good. I turned to put my head under the water and I felt a cramp in my lower abdomen. With my eyes closed, I continued to wet my hair. I felt a hot sensation begin to run down my inner thighs. I opened my eyes and saw blood running from between my legs. Large amounts of blood that seemed to pulse with every heartbeat. Shocked, I turned the shower off and grabbed a bath towel and placed it between my legs. Still in shock, I began to yell for my sleeping husband. Afraid to move and afraid to yell any louder, I could feel the blood running out of me with every heartbeat. Terrified I crawled to the phone to call my mother-in-law upstairs. She answered and I told her I needed help and to please come down stairs. She ran down the stairs and found me in the kitchen. Naked and clutching a towel between my legs. There was a trail of blood from the shower to the kitchen floor. I started feeling drowsy. I asked her to wake up my husband. She did. She told him to phone 911. She helped me to dress and to calm down. There was so much blood. Ziggy, my husband, entered the kitchen and sleepy-eyed looked into the shower before he was told to phone 911 again. He did. Two minutes later, an ambulance and the fire department showed at my front door. I was wearing a bath towel under my sweat pants and hobbled to the ambulance while my family gave the paramedics and the firefighters my information.
Lying on the stretcher in the ambulance, I was hooked to a blood pressure cuff and was answering all of their questions. I could hear the sirens as they rushed me to the emergency room where my first surgery took place. I was terrified and trying to remain conscious. I was afraid to stop talking. Afraid to move and afraid I was dying. My blood pressure kept dropping and I was running a fever. I wasn’t in any pain, which was more frightening than the blood loss. My husband sat in the front seat with the driver. I couldn’t hear or see him. I just kept talking. About the weather. About the neighbourhood. About anything. Trying to stay awake.
When I reached emergency, I waited in a hall way while they readied a room for me. I told the nurse that I was bleeding and that I needed a pad. She brought me a panty liner. I told her I need a bigger one. I inched my way onto an exam table and waited. I could feel the blood moving out of me. I felt extremely cold and sleepy. I answered every question. There were so many people and yet no one looked at me. They never looked under my gown. Just question after question. Face after face. My daughter and my husband were finally allowed into the room. My mother-in law and my aunt and uncle were allowed in to visit me. I started hyperventilating. I could feel my life slipping away. I felt pain and I felt weak. I was crying but there were no