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Petit zine noir et blanc au format A7. Il est en anglais. Titre : The sick are easy to love. Sous-titre : A crip4crip love poem. Alistair Houdayer.

It is easy to empty a shelf of my closet to replace my socks with your painkillers. For I love to see you relieved. It is easy to make you food bring it to bed when you can’t get up. For I love to know you fed. It is easy to massage your sore back with the smell of alcohol-based cream sticking to my fingers. For I love the touch of your skin. It is easy to call the hospital ten times a day until someone picks up to schedule your appointemnets. For I love to know you cared for.